My Storm V

My Storm - cont

I draw the woman and 2 boys to my side.
I look.
Many people are standing there.
They do not see the impending danger.
They do not see tradgedy ahead.
Do I reach out?
What about my Storm?
Someone else will surely come along.
I move on.
Press forward through the Storm.
I look to my right.
I do not see
The woman and the boys.
Have I lost sight of them too?
Confused.
Lost.
Scared.

God I need help.

My Storm IV

My Storm - cont

Think.
Strategize.
Analyze.
Organize.
I go to make my move against the Storm.
But how can I plan against something
Of which there is only Chaos built in.
It is audacity to think that I can
Predict the Unpredictable.
Rely on myself.
Not on Others.
I defy help.
On my own
There is not way out.

The Storm rages.

My Storm III

My Storm - cont

The winds are blowing.
I've become distracted.
My focus shifts from the Storm
To something else.
A woman and 2 little boys
Alone in the street.
I go to them.
Comfort.
Encourage.

They cannot be caught up in the Storm.

My Storm - II

My Storm - cont

Within the Eye of the Storm
I find myself.
Eerily calm. Almost peaceful.
But something is not right.
This is not the answer -
This cannot be my Hope.
I will not be fooled to think I have so quickly
Passed this test.
The winds pick up.

This is just the beginning.

My Storm - Part I

I have recently began a journey of who I am and who God intends for me to be. Each day I have been journaling my thoughts.



With this I have began a poem about my journey. At the end of each of my journal entries, I have written a part of the poem that reflects that days thoughts.



Over the next week or two I will be publishing another part of the poem each day. I hope that you enjoy it and that God speaks to you through it. My desire is that God will use as He deems the words that He has placed in my heart.

My Storm.

I walk down a darkended road.
It is day
but it is as dark as night.
I stumble. I fall.
I can't get myself up.
I can't gain a foothold as I
Stumble again and again.
Who can help me?
Who can save me?
Is there Hope for me?

Enter the Storm.