THE LIGHT AMONG THE STORMS OF LIFE
As each day passes I look forward to both sunrise and sunset, knowing that
each day is a gift from above.
While on this ship with sails pulled tight, I look toward the horizon.
Always looking toward a bright future, full of joy and peace.
Suddenly the winds shift and somehow … I feel lost
I pull down my sails and am at the mercy of both wind and waves taking me
way off course.
I know not what direction I am going. I am at the mercy of a power much greater than my own.
But as I look up, in the midst of the storm… I see the lighthouse. I have seen that light many times and it
is my only hope.
It stills the waters and gives me new direction that goes way beyond any explanation.
Another day, another sunrise, always depending on the light.
I pray each day, I pray each night, that the light will bring me home.