It happened this weekend at Mass, during the Gospel.
And it happened as I was reading email this morning and a dear friend sent me this verse, the one she clings to, the one that gets her through.
Think it’s any coincidence that they’re both about storms and that I feel like I’m in the midst of one?
Lord, I’m holding out my hand and keeping my eyes on You (or trying). Lead me to the boat and hold me close through the thunder and lightening. Thanks for staying with me through the storm and for sending so many angels – in the form of friends and Your Word – to help me look forward to the rainbow and that sweet smell after the rain.