4.2.15

A Call in the Storm

The wind is howling,
I stand in silence.
Ice is growing, deep within.
The cold is freezing my skin.
I've tried so hard to hold it in, but the wind is howling...
I must not give in.
Must stand my ground before the storm's eye.
Just another trial I've tried to deny.
Running does nothing, crying does less
Heavenly Father -
Hold me fast, for I do not know how long this storm will last.
I need your guidance, love and wisdom to help me be used for your Kingdom.
I don't want to fall down from your path, but I'm weak, fragile and lost without your hand.
Help me to be all that I am, by taking my soul in your hands.