I have learned to let the days pass and just let grace
I know now, that I went through the fire so I can be forged into who I am today.
He got up and rebuked my wind and waves.
“Quiet. Be still”-he was speaking to them and speaking to me.
Then my storms died down…and for the first time in a long time, it was quiet.
Within only one man there are stories the universe could not contain…and still, You should write yours…