Weather last Saturday was
Gorgeous and sunny
While a storm raged inside
Step by step I walked
And poured out the storm
Into the ears of him who loves me
The ache of my toe
And ache of my heart
Were one in unison
He spoke truth after I poured
But he knows me so well
I don't believe him
He has seen the grieving stare
He knows to just stand by
Until I hear the Voice on high
It's not that I don't like
That he speaks truth
And listens with heart
I feel he can't judge
Objectively
Because he loves me
He doesn't want me
To hurt when
He knows I try so hard
So he waits
And prays
And loves
Hours later
Right before light
On a Sunday morning . . .
I heard
The Voice was clear
The Voice was sure
And silenced the enemies lies
Now the storm is outside
But my heart is calm
With sunshine inside
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