Before you a gray mist welcomes you
Behind you it waves farewell
The wet, warm moisture clings to your skin.
Long have you been surrounded by the presence of brokenness.
How does He have a plan in all this? You whisper back to the ruins.
All you can see is white. a white fog.
You can't even see your hand in front of you.
Fear grips you and longs to be your master.
dear friend, please don't keep trusting in what you can see.
trust in who He says He is.
Scripture records 365 times to "not be afraid".
He tells us every day to not fear.
Trust that He is enough, for He is I AM.
He is what you aren't.
trust in who He is.
(Genesis 15:1, Psalms 92:12-15, Philippians 2:13, John 15:5)