In the midst of all too terrible twisters
insistent upon tearing you limb from limb,
violent winds so much like circling wolves
with jaws of ivory daggers intent to rend
     your very soul,
It is so hard to remember:
There's no true calm in any storm
Except for those who keep their minds on
     and trust in Thee.

Isaiah 26:3

by J Alan R
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