boat anchor ashore of ocean with chains and sailboat in background

The Eye Of The Storm

When it comes to grief or disparity I do not pretend to understand God’s ways. I may not understand the storm as I struggle to stay afloat. 

But what I hold onto is the fact that I know Jesus will meet me in the storm. He will meet me in the messiness of life.

And that is where the eye of the storm will be. That is where the swells will be calmed and I will take a deep breath and secure my anchor. 

His love will never fail me. His promises will always prevail. He is my King.

Satan can not invade the Lord’s divine space. The Lord will shelter me and He will rescue me. 

As for the storm…it may rage on.         

 But I am in the Lord’s care. I am anchored in the eye of the storm. 

Her Love For Him