I thought I knew His love for me,
I thought I'd seen His grace,
I thought I did not need to grow,
I thought I'd found my place.
But then the way grew rough and dark,
the storm clouds quickly rolled;
The waves began to rock my ship,
my anchor would not hold.

The ship that I had built myself
was made of foolish pride.
It fell apart and left me bare,
with nowhere else to hide.
I had no strength or faith to face
the trials that lay ahead,
And so I simply prayed to Him
and bowed my weary head.

His loving arms enveloped me,
and then He helped me stand.
He said, "You still must face this storm,
but I will hold your hand."
So through the dark and lonely night
He guided me through pain.
I could not see the light of day
or when the storm might wane.

Yet through the aches and endless tears,
my faith began to grow.
I could not see it at the time,
but my light began to glow.
I saw God's love in brand new light,
His grace and mercy, too.
For only when all self was gone
could Jesus' love shine through.

It was not easy in the storm,
I sometimes wondered, "Why?"
At times I thought, "I can't go on."
I'd hurt, and doubt, and cry.
But Jesus never left my side,
He guided me each day.
Through pain and strife,
through fire and flood,
He helped me all the way.

And now I see as never before
how great His love can be.
How in my weakness He is strong,
how Jesus cares for me!
He worked it all out for my good,
although the way was rough.
He only sent what I could bear,
and then He cried, "Enough!"

He raised His hand and said, "Be still!"
He made the storm clouds cease.
He opened up the gates of joy
and flooded me with peace.
I saw His face now clearer still,
I felt His presence strong,
I found anew His faithfulness,
He never did me wrong.

Now I know more storms will come,
but only for my good,
For pain and tears have helped me grow
as naught else ever could.
I still have so much more to learn
as Jesus works in me;
If in the storm I'll love Him more,
that's where I want to be!

Praise God for the way He works in our lives. I praise Him for the ability to see deep inside my heart when I can't see past my hurt. I praise Him that He stands beside me and carries me when I stumble and trip-- as I seem good at doing.

The words of the song playing..."Come, Now is the time to Worship... One day every tongue will confess You are God, One day every knee will bow... But still the greatest treasure remains for those who gladly choose you now..." Do you hear God speaking to your heart? He whispers words that only you can hear. Do you know how much He adores you? The breeze is God kissing your cheeks and caressing your face and hair. He's calling to you. Be still and listen. Let Him love you. He's reaching out... He wants your hand. Take it and hold on. You're in for the ride of your life. Joy and peace as none before comes only from His love. Cling to Him. He won't let you down. Talk to Him. Trust Him. He's been there with you all along, He's only waiting for you to seek Him. Seek and you will find.

Show me a Bible that's falling apart, and I'll show you someone who isn't.