a few thoughts on storms…

As I drove home there were rumblings of a storm brewing.  Outside there was thunder, wind, flashes of lightning. All that.  The storm blew in pretty quickly and the winds were blowing, the clouds were rolling on in, and drops were raining down.  I walked outside on the covered porch to feel the winds.  I tried to take a photo, but this shot is just about all I came up with…the wind was really moving those trees. Not a goodRead more

When Grief Rushes In…

When grief rushes in like a raging river When grief whispers into my aching soul When grief invades like the chill of winter When grief barges in and takes a hold… I will run I will run to the sanctuary I will come To the One who calls to the weary I will run I will come to the sanctuary I will fall at the feet Of the One who loves me.   I will run I will come IRead more