Where does our gaze land? As storms sweep in, And the dusk deepens?
As light fades to the horizon?
And we know the night is near?…
What do we see? Know? Feel? Taste? Smell?
Is it fear, exhilaration?
Is it hope, expectation?
Do we see a big picture?
Or is our focus narrow?
How well do we trust God through this transition from day to night?
From ease to heartache?
From peace to storm?
Oh God, we place ourselves firmly within your grasp. Held within your love.
Sheltered within your shalom.
Rest… be still.