The storm has passed, although its lashing winds and roaring thunder buffeted you more than you thought you could bear.
But now…
Yellow flashing light shreds the clouds, and golden lines spread across the sky. An explosion of light.
I am like that light, breaking through barriers and filling the dark places with my glory.
Grip my words and push dark thoughts of sorrow and heaviness into a locked trunk.
We’ve wept together for your losses in the storm, but we now walk together in victory.
Remember my words and my promises. Life pulsates in my kingdom. This world’s storms are not the end of the story.
I am the light that shatters the darkness. I am the glow of joy and life and freedom.
Take control of your thoughts that could lead you astray, and choose to follow my lead. Trust me on this day.
I am with you in the storm. And after.
Lord, help!” they cried in their trouble,
and he saved them from their distress.
He calmed the storm to a whisper
and stilled the waves.
What a blessing was that stillness… Let them praise the Lord for his great love and for the wonderful things he has done for them.
Psalm 107:28-31
Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved.
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