The storm is raging, but this I know:
Beneath the tardy blast,
a truth be surely cast:
bloom and blossom soon be bursting through!
I'm confidently told
in voices manifold
that all of life is soon to be anew!
The chipmunk and the bird,
they both agree in word
and celebrate The Maker high above!
And I take great delight
to revel in the sight,
submitting myself to the God of Love!
Almighty God remains sovereign and all else that He is even through the storm...regardless of how it rages, regardless of its aftermath...and He affirms His love and care for us through creature and creation...if we pay attention.
Will you notice Him somewhere in your day?