Thank You for Calming the Storm in My Life
Thank You for calming the storm in my life—
The tempest that raged, the internal strife.
When the waves crashed high and the winds blew wild,
When I felt like a shipwrecked, abandoned child.
And He got up and rebuked the wind and said to the sea, "Hush, be still." And the wind died down and it became perfectly calm. (Mark 4:39)
The storm was fierce—I thought I would drown.
Fear pulled me under, hope let me down.
Every wave whispered, "You're on your own."
Every gust shouted, "You're all alone."
But You were in the boat, though I could not see,
Sleeping in peace while the chaos raged over me.
Then I cried out, "Lord, don't You care if I perish?"
And You rose—not with anger, but love that I cherish.
You spoke to the winds: "Peace, be still."
And the roar of the storm bowed to Your will.
The waves, which had threatened to swallow me whole,
Lay down at the sound of Your voice, calm and whole.
Thank You—not just for the calm after the squall,
But for being with me through the rise and the fall.
For teaching me that storms are not a sign of Your absence,
But a stage for Your power, a canvas for Your presence.
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they will not overflow you. (Isaiah 43:2)
So now I look back at the waves that once terrified me,
And I see that through each one, Your hand gently guided me.
The storms did not drown me—they drove me to prayer.
They stripped me of self and left me aware
That the only true anchor, the only safe shore,
Is the One who commands both the wind and the roar.
Thank You, my Captain, my Calm, my Peace.
The storms still may come, but my fear has ceased.
For the same voice that hushed Galilee's deep
Is the voice that my soul in its tempest will keep.
He caused the storm to be still, so that the waves of the sea were hushed. They were glad because they were quiet; so He guided them to their desired haven. (Psalm 107:29-30)
Thank You. Forever. Amen.
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