My know has taken a beating.
It’s a ship battered,
sails tattered,
creaking into harbour
hardly worth mending.
Relentless storms have driven it
miles off course.
I’ve tossed all the cargo
into the sea;
lost some sails completely
while others flap–riggings torn.
It’s been a storm.
Winds howling, drowning
out Your voice,
salt water in my eyes
spun around and lost.
So how do I know?
How do I know You are at all?
How much more do I know You are good?
When you let the storm rage on?
How do I know?
I know by how wrong the storm feels,
how alien the ravaged ship.
I know by the yearning
for a day
where the sun shines
and the wind fills my sails
carries me across a sparkling sea.
Sometimes
in the dark storm
the only way I know You
is by how much I want you.
Lorrie Spinney 
You have such a way with words – I can feel the pain as well as the hope! Instantly reminded me of the song “The Anchor Holds” Thank you for sharing.
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Thanks, Sue. Pretty good with words yourself.
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Very deep and moving Lorrie…
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Psalm 13. Justice often takes time and God acknowledges how difficult that can be. The refrain, “how long” is repeated four times. How long- Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face frome me? How long must I wrestle with my thoughts and day after day have sorrow in my heart? How long will my enemy triumph over me? But in the middle of his lament, David finds reason for faith and hope. Even when justice is delayed, Gods love will never fail us. We can trust and rest in Him not just for the moment but for eternity.—- That was my reading this morning. And the best comfort to youI could have come up with. God is so gracious. Love Mom
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