(Photo by Peter Hardt ©2006)
Dark storm clouds move aside, revealing
A radiant sun in a peaceful blue field
Has been there
All the time.
Internal turmoil lessens, revealing
A strong heart surrounded by God’s love;
He’s been here
All the time.
Questions sometimes jab like lightning bolts;
A weary mind examines possibilities,
Because He’s still here
All the time.
Discomfort stirs my realizations
I can’t make a success of myself alone;
I need Someone who’s here
All the time.
Another storm may roll in. Sooner? Later?
God’s faithfulness, His grace, His power
Keeps me, grows me
All the time.
by Elaine Hardt ©2007
