In the midst of a storm, clouds will break,
The sunlight streams on through;
It may be just a smile or touch
That someone shares with you.
But in that smile and in that touch,
God makes His presence known,
To tell you as you walk this storm,
You do not walk alone.
For storms are not forever things,
In time they pass on by,
Yet even when the rainbow comes,
We still keep asking why.
Was there no other way to learn
Except by clouds and storm?
For trust and faith were easy friends
When we were safe and warm.
But God would ask for greater faith
And hope that reassures,
To teach that in the midst of storms,
His constant love endures.
Judy Schwab