The quiet storm awaits its awakening

The Quiet Storm

The quiet storm retreats within

to separate from the season, she's in

the quiet storm awaits her timing,

not to destruct but to be calming.

Just like rain, soft and pure

It masks the danger and yet can be more

Yes, the quiet storm awaits its awakening

The silent voice must not be mistaken.

Forget those who are in the so call high places

She knows God is looking in uncommon empty spaces

Spaces that lack confidence and bears unworthiness

Yet, God will use the quiet storm

Even through her blindness.

He's looking past the blindness because of His Grace

Nevertheless, the quiet storm sometimes,

Don't want to be in this race.

Even in the midst of her soundless voice

She wants to be heard, not looked over like a……novice

Oh yes, the quiet storm awaits the courage to overcome fear,

But God will stand her up and hold her near.

The stillness of a storm takes strength not to move

the strength she has not yet has to improve

Be still, says the Lord!

You will be heard through me,

I Am Who I Am, and I bring tranquility.

But when nightfall comes

The quiet storm had to trust through the absence of light

She lays, eyes wide

hoping her dreams bring foresight,

Instead, the quiet storm now peeks through the night light,

Want to scream and to fight.

Instead, tears silently fall from sorrow

tossing and turning, wondering about tomorrow,

tears continue to flow like raindrops, puddles form

pondering if life is going to return to a norm.

She waits through the darkness without a sound

like the wind trying to get off the ground

oh, how vulnerable she is today

calling on God to blow life her way

A voice whispers

There will be a null in your norm

I Am Who I Am quiet storm,

My Grace is sufficient for you

promised to carry you through

You are my perfect storm

transforming and making new.

I Am Who I Am quiet storm

And I made you,

Don't fret about how you feel

Trust me, and I will wipe away

Your raindrop tears.

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You have so much to say but cannot utter the words. Do you ever wonder why you bear your hurt quietly? Is it because of shame or embarrassment? or just put, who will listen and not judge? If you are like me, it can be one or two of those factors, but I will be candid here; who would you even trust with the thoughts of your heart? For the most part, when you speak, you may end up succumbing to words that you don't mean because you are suffering in silence, hence, a quiet storm.

When you are in a quiet storm, yes, there are times that you are still, but at some point, that storm can burst into anger and bitterness. What do you do? You allow God to speak for you; let God's grace talk for you and to you; my point is that when you are in those still moments but there is hurt and disappointment inside; God has you; don't allow the storm inside to evolve into great distress that is self-destructive or to others around you.

Listen, every one of us wants to be understood, especially when we are in a place of sorrow. But there is a remedy for that, give God the thoughts of your heart. He will listen and encourage you with the love and compassion that He has for you. He wants your storm; trust Him.

One last thought……

Psalm 107:29 speaks of God's quietness; it states, He calmed the storm to a whisper and stilled the waves. – NLT. Although you may not feel God's presence in times of a storm, I implore you to be open to God's quietness; He gives you peace during a "quiet" storm; I guarantee if you accept Him, you will feel Him in your heart.

The quiet storm awaits its awakening

The Quiet Storm

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Even in a storm, you can find the stillness of peace. Be kind-hearted to yourself and live to breathe again

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