Eye of the Storm

Years prior I had been in hurricane Helena, while living in Gulfport, Mississippi. Sheltered in a Navy warehouse with hundreds of people, I felt somewhat safe. Then the huge doors came open. The sun shined, and the people left the shelter to walk into the eye of the storm. The imagery of multi-colored Caribbean birds flying, a deep blue sky, no wind, all brought a peaceful scene.

Considering this scenario, I thought of the peace I receive when I go to the secret place of the Almighty. I'm there now. Hope you join me.