Listen to this song at https://soundcloud.com/stacey-nalean-carlson.

Storming

I want a gentle rain that comes in time to nourish life.

I want a soothing word that whispers truth without a fight.

I want the journey’s end to be so clear we cannot stray.

I want to know your love, the length, the depth, the breadth, the height…

But instead it’s storming.

And I don’t know which way to go.

Are you here beside me?

I want to trust you’ll lead me home.

I need grace tangible: fresh baked bread and warming wine.

I need your word to claim: You are my precious, lovely child.

I need your promise kept: I am with you. You are mine.

I need to know your peace, the brokenhearted reconciled.

But instead it’s storming.

And I don’t know which way to go.

Are you here beside me?

I want to trust you’ll lead me home.

I know I’m not alone. You’re not going anywhere.

I know what’s broken now will be made whole and beautiful.

I know that death is real, but it will never be the end.

I know the song goes on and dancing feet are powerful.

So we sing through the storming

Until we know the way to go.

You’re right here beside me.

And when you’re with me I am home.