Storms blow into our lives like hurricanes trying to destroy us or to at least separate us from our faith. We are tossed against others who in turn toss us aside.

Our minds spin at the hurt we receive from the ones in which we placed our trust.

As we rock and reel from side to side looking for a secure place, our faith’s foundation seems washed out from under us. We look and look for our Savior’s hand to cling to but to no avail. He appears to have abandoned us to the wind, also.

We cry out His name only to receive more of the world’s rejection and more disappointments.

Our tattered souls want no more of the struggles and heartaches that this life has to offer.

We reach out for anything or anyone to rescue us, we give way to acceptance that our efforts have failed and our life has been lived in vain. Suddenly we feel a presence of power surround us, and the winds of sorrow cease, and a light begins to shine upon our face, and we truly see for the first time that even in our darkest hour, there was someone with us all along.

What was happening to us was not for our destruction but was for strengthening. What we saw as weakness and despair has truly become our foundation for greatness.

We now praise in the light the One who we once cursed in the dark because we now know that even the winds obey Him, and His name is Jesus.