May 26, 2017
Waves will come. And come. And come. Storms will come. And come. And come. They come In different forms. It splashes at your feet. It swallows you whole. It's a breeze then a hurricane A trickle then a flood Get a compass Brave the waves Sail the open sea But anchor your soul. Seek a captain you can trust. Let Jesus steer you through. The waves will come Waves of disappointment, anxiety, and grief The storms will come Storms of heartbreak, insecurity, and unbelief But you're still You're still In an ocean of grace. #OldArtworkNewMeaning #OutwardBound