Fear Not

Stormy winds fulfill His Word" Psalm 148:8

Is there no music in the heart of sorrow that the Lord of all has chosen for His own? Are you not nearer to the Master, have you not grown in faith, in patience, in prayerfulness, in thankful hope, since the time the storm winds first sighed across your life?

It is no small matter to grow nearer to God, it is worth all the tempest your soul has known. The heart of the Lord was yearning over you, and could not be satisified till His winds had driven your soul entirely into the refuge and protection of His love.

Do not tremble because of the winds of the future, your Lord will be living and loving tomorrow, even as He lives and loves today and no storm waits in your path but shall leave behind another record that your Heavenly Father is stronger than the tempest, nearer than the grief.

We are traveling home to that glorious shore where the chill winds never sweep, the hurricane makes no moan, yet, amid the rest of the painless Homeland, shall we not love the Lord a thousandfold more for every storm of earth in which He drew nerar to us, saying, "Fear not," and held us by the hand, and tenderly bore us through the hour that seemed the darkest?

Set your thoughts, not on the storm, but on the Love that rules the storm.
Mrs Charles E. Cowman