Monday, March 02, 2015
Eye of the Storm
When all is chaos and the ground is shifting beneath my feet, I can be calm and centered. When the winds of anger, frustration, confusion, and sadness blow at gale force speeds, I can be the eye of the storm, secure in my faith and in divine guidance. When my voice is quiet and firm, the screamers stop to listen. And I am at peace.
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