Last year’s stubborn leaves, brown and lifeless,
fight to hold on against the force.
But the wind is stronger.
The rain falls in torrents.
The rivers swell until they can not hold another
drop. They surge and scatter the fallen limbs and
brush that have collected on their banks.
As I watch this spring storm Hebrews 12: 26-29
comes to mind.
“Shake everything that can be shaken…
may only what cannot be
shaken remain.”
I embrace the wind that tugs free
selfishness and pride.
I welcome it...
because I have complete
faith in the God
who sends it.
"He makes clouds rise from the
ends of the earth; he sends lightning
with the rain and brings out the wind from his
storehouses."
Ps. 135:7
Taken from Lessons through the Lens
There is a Freedom that Surrender Brings.
"At the timberline where the storms strike with the
most fury, the sturdiest trees are found."
~Hudson Taylor
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