Through life’s storms one thing we can be sure of; whether or not you can see or feel Him; you can count on His love. Through life’s storms, one may begin to doubt. Is this my purpose? Is this what’s it’s all about? Through life’s storms, we either stand firm in our Faith or run in fear. You can be sure Our Heavenly Father is catching every one of our tears. He will not give up on us as long as we believe; and trust that He is working all things for our good even when it’s hard to see. The storms of life don’t last forever. For every storm runs out of rain; you can believe wholeheartedly that He will carry you through it and you will never be the same.
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GenXer Shamrocker ☘️ (
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- Comment from author about the poem: 🙏 He never said it would be easy; He promises it’s worth it.
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That line—“for every storm runs out of rain”—stood out. Simple and profound, it carries the hope the whole poem rests on. Beautifully expressed. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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