In response to hurricanes inside and out:
Quietly, cautiously, I approach with yearning
This Power that spoke creation into being,
This Defender canopied in darkness.
Can I trust Him?
The wind around Him whips away my cover.
Everything shakes,
And things I tenaciously hold on to blow away.
If I get close,
I risk who knows what.
The tempest around Him is ruthless,
Preserving only the Eternal.
“Hide in Me,” He says.
“HOW?!!
The gale is ripping my sails!”
“Hide in Me.”
I try.
I hoist the tatters and aim for the Eye of the storm.
One blast sinks the whole vessel.
Washed up and weary, I take refuge in a cave.
“Hide in Me.”
His Word still beckons.
This cave can’t be home.
He calls again.
A whisper.
My heart drums with desire.
“In my distress I called upon the LORD, and cried to my God for help;
He heard my voice out of His temple, and my cry for help before Him came into His ears.
Then the earth shook and quaked; and the foundations of the mountains were trembling and were shaken, because He was angry.
Smoke went up out of His nostrils, and fire from His mouth devoured; coals were kindled by it.
He bowed the heavens also, and came down with thick darkness under His feet.
He rode upon a cherub and flew; and He sped upon the wings of the wind.
He made darkness His hiding place, His canopy around Him, darkness of waters, thick clouds of the skies.
From the brightness before Him passed His thick clouds, hailstones and coals of fire.
The LORD also thundered in the heavens, and the Most High uttered His voice, hailstones and coals of fire.
He sent out His arrows, and scattered them, and lightning flashes in abundance, and routed them.
Then the channels of water appeared, and the foundations of the world were laid bare at Your rebuke, O LORD, at the blast of the breath of Your nostrils.
He sent from on high, He took me; He drew me out of many waters.
He delivered me from my strong enemy, and from those who hated me, for they were too mighty for me.”
Psalm 18: 6-17 NAS