Storms of grief roar, filling your mind with chaos. The winds of pain shriek, making you believe you cannot hear me.
Focus on my voice instead.
You think I am not speaking? Listen.
I whisper words of hope, confidence, and life. I speak in the storm.
Learn to hear my voice even when your pain would lure you away–into confusion and despair.
Those howling winds are outside, not within your spirit. Let my voice breathe life to your thoughts and soul.
Focus on me, not those external angry cries.
My words are of love and purpose and kindness and mercy.
In the storm, I love you.
Amid the shrieks of disarray, I show you mercy.
You have a choice: to listen to the roar of pain or to my voice of love and peace.
Choose wisely.
“I have loved you even as the Father has loved me. Remain in my love.”
John 15:9
Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved.
