Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Catching My Breath In A Storm

Some days I wonder.  Some days I wish the storm winds would quit blowing.  Catching my breath in a storm feels like an exercise in futility.  I'm talking about the storms of life.

It feels like the winds of a storm are howling at full force and strength.  It feels like no matter what, I can't catch my breath.  I so want to find calm waters.  I look for a place to steer my ship, but every moment another wave batters my vessel.

I keep the faith.  I stand strong in my courage and strength and my resolve.  I know that these winds will soon cease, but for now I put my full might against the helm.  I stand firm on the deck, steering the ship forward.

I long for the sun to shine and the clouds to disappear.  I long for the stars to illuminate the seas before me.  I just long for a peaceful moment on the high seas as the storms of life rage on.

Who knows when peace and calm will show up?  Who knows when things will be back to normal.  I must carry on.  I must continue to stand strong knowing that at any moment, I will rest in the tranquility of life.

Catching my breath in a storm is the thing I most desire.








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1 comment:

  1. It sure is true about how crazy things can get, and how hard to do just that. Catch your breath. You're a good man Don, and I think you're doing great!!!

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