I stand in the clear, dry, air
Looking at the coming storm
And I worry.
Oh, Divine One, how I worry.
I see the darkness come and clouds gather.
I watch the branches sway
And fear rises.
Oh Divine One, how it rises.
I watch the birds fly ahead of the rain,
Lifted up, dancing, whirling,
Pushed higher and higher,
Exulting and exhilarated.
And then, Holy One, I see…
That the Fresh Wind of your Love,
The Fresh Fire of your Grace
Will propel me onward
And I will never be alone in the storm.
And I am grateful.
Oh, Divine One, I am so grateful.
Rev. Deborah Vaughn is a hospice chaplain endorsed by the Alliance of Baptists, and Assistant Minister at Twinbrook Baptist Church in Rockville, MD. She blogs at An Unfinished Symphony and was a contributor to There’s a Woman in the Pulpit. She is an avid Buckeye fan down to her scarlet-painted toes!
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