SHELTER FROM THE STORM
You have been a refuge for the poor. . .
a shelter from the storm.
FROM THE FATHER'S HEART
My child, a storm spells different things to different people. Whether it's a job loss, a shattered reputation, a sick child, or a bankruptcy, I am a shelter from the storm. Any panic you feel isn't caused by what you're going through. Those emotions stem from what you believe—precisely what you believe about Me and My capabilities. Do you believe I'm able to help? Will you let Me hide you from the storm?
A GRATEFUL RESPONSE
You're the cavern by the ocean; You're the lighthouse on the sea. You're the towering oak with leafy arms; You're the cabin in the woods. Wherever danger lurks; wherever winds blow, You are my shelter from the storm. I can hide in You, Lord, until the storm has passed.
Faith is holding on to God's dreams—and letting go of your own.
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