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T.A.Stobie_SFO
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**Storms of Life
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Our lives while generally calm are filled with storms striking,
Most small, but some violent, life altering, and transforming,
Some predictable, some recurring, and some a total surprise,
But how we handle storms may show if we are truly wise.
After a great surge of energy, in the calm our lives began
When sperm, egg, and soul are united making us human.
Then a calm of nine months ended by a thunderous eruption
When we left the womb and made our formal introduction.
Childhood is characterized by many little self-made storms
As we struggle and learn life’s many standards and norms.
We are often tornadoes when we encounter that we do not like,
Sometimes others suffer when we make our rebellious strike.
Adulthood brings with it numerous storms as we grow older,
Sometimes facing and surviving them makes us smarter and bolder.
Sometimes the storms come surprisingly totally out of the blue,
Striking us hard and forcing us to face life’s challenges anew.
Raising a family brings with it storms, plenty and numerous,
Some light mists, some heavy rains, and some thunderous.
We struggle to provide the overall calm for the whole family,
Trusting in God to help us provide for those we love most dearly.
Old age comes with its own little storms, as our bodies diminish;
We struggle to endure through them as we head for the finish.
Many of which we never noticed when we were much younger;
Now they persist limiting our actions and seem to forever linger.
Our lives end either in the sleep’s calm, the storm of suffering,
Or the shock of catastrophe without any warning happening,
Delivering us to the great calm of heaven we most deeply pray,
For it is in heaven with all-loving God that we wish to forever stay.
Whatever and wherever the storm, there is always a great light,
Providing us good guidance, loving us, and giving us true sight
For God is always with us, surrounding us in His endless love,
For the moment of conception till we arrive in Heaven above.
Copyright 2015 - Thomas A. Stobie, SFO - Permission to copy for personal use granted.
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Our lives while generally calm are filled with storms striking,
Most small, but some violent, life altering, and transforming,
Some predictable, some recurring, and some a total surprise,
But how we handle storms may show if we are truly wise.
After a great surge of energy, in the calm our lives began
When sperm, egg, and soul are united making us human.
Then a calm of nine months ended by a thunderous eruption
When we left the womb and made our formal introduction.
Childhood is characterized by many little self-made storms
As we struggle and learn life’s many standards and norms.
We are often tornadoes when we encounter that we do not like,
Sometimes others suffer when we make our rebellious strike.
Adulthood brings with it numerous storms as we grow older,
Sometimes facing and surviving them makes us smarter and bolder.
Sometimes the storms come surprisingly totally out of the blue,
Striking us hard and forcing us to face life’s challenges anew.
Raising a family brings with it storms, plenty and numerous,
Some light mists, some heavy rains, and some thunderous.
We struggle to provide the overall calm for the whole family,
Trusting in God to help us provide for those we love most dearly.
Old age comes with its own little storms, as our bodies diminish;
We struggle to endure through them as we head for the finish.
Many of which we never noticed when we were much younger;
Now they persist limiting our actions and seem to forever linger.
Our lives end either in the sleep’s calm, the storm of suffering,
Or the shock of catastrophe without any warning happening,
Delivering us to the great calm of heaven we most deeply pray,
For it is in heaven with all-loving God that we wish to forever stay.
Whatever and wherever the storm, there is always a great light,
Providing us good guidance, loving us, and giving us true sight
For God is always with us, surrounding us in His endless love,
For the moment of conception till we arrive in Heaven above.
Copyright 2015 - Thomas A. Stobie, SFO - Permission to copy for personal use granted.