Tempestous

There is a longing deep inside my heart
A raging tempest only You can still

Father God You have shown me the evils of speaking ill, the hurt an innocent comment can cause. Guard my tongue too Lord, that I may not sin against You and men.

Sometimes when life gets too busy and you're turning blue in the face just trying to catch up, you tend to stand back and reevaluate life as you know it. And more often than not, you start to wonder if this is the way life was meant to be. Deep inside us, we all have the longing to be part of something bigger than ourselves, something that will count when all else fades away, but few of us find it, and even fewer of us hold onto it.

Heart, despite the tempest, will you hold on?