The Eye of the Storm

"The storm is passing over..."

I sang those words in choir practice today for the hundredth time, but this time I listened. I had my own storm hanging over me. Like the weather today, I've been a little dreary and damp.

But as I sang, my Redeemer's voice said to me, "The storm doesn't end when the circumstances change. It ends when you trust Me."

Don't wait for times to change; find the eye of the storm and let God hold you close. Let His love silence the thunder.