He walked into angry winds words
at every turn
walked into raging rains questioned
at every turn
walked into indescribable darkness misery
at every turn
Yet He met every turn with mercy
He said I am the light of the world
They were ready to kill him crucify him
He walked on turbulent waves
Yet
He reached out his hand
To save Peter and us from drowning
Frank Black Blacharczyk
Mathew 14: 22-33
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