I don’t much like storms and even less darkness. I hold on tight to life’s rudder fearing the creeping in of weakness. But God, who loves me more than He loves Himself knows every turn that lies ahead. Oh for just a bit more patience of Christ for there is no fear when I trust in His gentleness.
That I may know Him and the power of His resurrection, and the fellowship of His sufferings, being conformed to His death,
Philippians 3:10 NKJV
But as I raved and grew more fierce and wild At every word,
Methought I heard one calling, Child!
And I replied My Lord
George Herbert – The Collar