Peace in the midst of a storm

When the furry of a storm subsides,

waves once thrashing the shore

are now just ripples in low coming tides,

the wind grows quiet, and clouds yield to the sun,

and you breathe a weary sigh,

thankful the end is nigh.

You remember God’s promise that

peace comes in the midst of a storm,

and peace that reigns in the soul.

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Joyce E Mannhalter © (August 2021)

John 14:27 “Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you, not as the world giveth, give I unto you, let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.”

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Footnotes: After taking a much-needed break and rest these last several months after my own bout with Covid and other health related issues I am once again back at my computer writing and blogging again for which I am so thankful and grateful to God who has blessed and helped me through my own storms. It is that peace that assures me that whatever my storm is I am going through he gives me grace and mercy through it all. JEM


 

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