when this wind stops

i just found something i wrote 3 months ago, 
after the tornado. 
that storm gave us perspective and we clung to it, 
waiting for the commotion to die down 
so we could finally move on and begin 
to do life differently... 
to somehow do it better.

maybe tomorrow
you and i will follow
that trail...
you and i, maybe.


maybe another day
we'll shoo all our cares away
together,
another day.


'cause when this wind stops
we're pullin' all the stops.
when it dies,
we live and carry on
a new way.

today, i choose

today,

i dismiss  fear, 

the robber of every good thing. 

it prepares me for nothing. 

it neither braces me for my world that fa l l s    a p a  r    t ,

nor comforts me amidst the rubble. 

today, 

i choose joy, 

the revealer 

of a deeper corner 

of the very heart

of  the One  who  saves me;

the teacher 

of who He truly is. 

and as i learn of Him, i trust Him. 

and my world falls apart. 

and this time i see Him 

picking uP the pieces 

to BUILD FOR ME

an eternal weight of glory.

"Therefore we do not lose heart. 

Even though our outward man is perishing, 

yet the inward man is being renewed day by day. 

For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, 

is working for us a far more exceeding 

and eternal weight of glory, 

while we do not look at the things which are seen, 

but at the things which are not seen. 

For the things which are seen are temporary, 

but the things which are not seen are eternal."

~2 Corinthians 4:16-18