Riding the wind


How amazing it is!  How delicately horrific!  Finding peace in a hurricane; joy in a tornado.

Who can find the strength to plow when the very ground beneath your feet is ripped to oblivion?   And what shelter in what cave will you find when the very rocks themselves are thrown about?

If by chance you seek a friend, his face becomes filled with terror as he sees your life.  Isolation, faith and trust these are what remain.

The Lord himself has encased you in testing.  Yet you will stand even if death consumes you.  He made you.  He bought you.  He promised you.  He loves you.  And by the torrent of testing the proof is upon you.

All praise to God the Father through Jesus, His Christ!  He alone is true.  He alone is good.  He alone can be trusted.  He is the living God.

By His Grace