Rain came flooding down and nighttime squalls blew.
The shade of blacks and grays came into view.
As lightning strikes it accents their hue,
Large chucks of hail the skies began to spew.
You saw the dark, coiling clouds rolling through.
Everything in their path they ripped into.
You watched in horror with nothing to do.
On hands and bended knee people pursued.
With God’s mighty hand the storm subdued.
Bringing the tempest to an end and starting anew.
Their daily walk with Him they can renew.
Live in Christ, find the path, sinners pursue.
~S. R. Craig, 2011