Devastating Beauty

A family member took this picture as Hurricane Ike was headed our way, amazed at the colors in the sunset the evening before its arrival. I almost didn’t post this week, because I wasn’t sure what to write. However, I came across this in my readings this morning and hoped it might be worth sharing. We have been fortunate. Please keep all those that are still struggling in your prayers and praises for those who are volunteering and working all hours to aid in the recovery.

The passionate tempest with rush and wild roar
and threatenings of evil may beat on the shore,
The waves may be mountains, the fields battle plains,
And the earth be immersed in a deluge of rains,
Yet, the soul, stayed on God, may sing bravely its psalm,
For the heart of the storm is the center of calm.

Let hope be not quenched in the blackness of night,
Though the cyclone awhile may have blotted the light,
For behind the great darkness the stars ever shine,
And the light of God’s heavens, His love will make thine,
Let no gloom dim your eyes, but uplift them on high
To the face of your God and the blue of His sky.

~Author Unknown, taken from the book “Streams in the Desert” by L.B. Cowman, edited by James Reimann. (Note: I only used a portion of the full poem)