I was warned about this strange storm that was brewing.
I was just praying that I was not directly in the midst of
it.
I mean, I have been in a storm.
I have felt how strong these winds can get.
They say when you hear the sound that resemble a
Train, the best place you can be is probably inside of a
closet.
This meant the center of this tornado is about to do some
major
damage, and the first time I actually
Witnessed this I almost lost it.
A tornado is defined as a destructive vortex of
violently rotating winds that form when
Cool air and warm air meet simultaneously.
These two mighty forces meet sometimes randomly
But just imagine being right in the middle of one of these
forces of nature
Chilling out on a cool day, and the heat from the past fuels
your anger,
Being hit without knowing it is coming
You see and hear the center of the storm, and your
first thought is to take off running.
But I refused to leave you standing there.
I can not save you, but I will not leave you.
I came back to you with my hand out, hoping you would grab
hold
But each time, you would say you were reaching, in reality
Your heart just continued to say no
Because of your trust issues
So I prayed to God that he would take you and protect you
From these winds that would build awkwardly inside of you.
I told God, I just wanted to be able to protect you….. from
you.
But HE said, this was not for me to do
I know your fear came from a place that was deep and ripped
apart
And with your heart, you cried out. And when you did, the
vortex of
These winds would rattle you more, and it got just that much
harder.
And as I said, I did not want to save you, I just wanted to
make sure
That I did not leave you……. alone
And God felt the same way. So HE instructed me…
Go and stand firm at the base of her heart
You have no need to fight, yet, set yourself ye still
HE said, when you see the twirling of the winds from the next storm
going hey wire, grab them
by the tail
Then pull them in towards you. each funnel that you see, is
a part
Of her that I give to you.
Take her pain, and hold it,
you need not do anything with it
except keep it from coming back
love her back to life,
comforting her storms, while to her, speaking life
allowing her to willfully live. While with your love,
those tornadoes, and her storms, and her pain will slowly
die.
Until the coming of the next one.
Oh yea, and these storms are not always seasonal.
just so you know.
"xpressurself"
#snc
