The Light At The End Of The Storm Poem by Noah Body

During a thunderstorm the sky is dark and full of clouds
Filling the sky from end to end they bump together
And lightning bolts are released! KABOOM! goes the thunder!
The wind, whipped by the storm, thrashes your hair and pulls at your clothes
It nearly bowls you over in it's intensity and ferocity
The rain pours down in buckets, droplets big as a nickel
Sometimes hail bounces off the sidewalk
And all the while the dark lumbering clouds loom threateningly overhead
You feel their weight even more then the rain soaked jacket upon your shoulders
They weigh heavily not just on your body but on your very soul
They hang there, dark, foreboding, causing your spirit to cringe at their evil intent
The ferocity of nature unleashed.

But then the storm ends.
Slowly the wind dies
The hail ends, the rain trickles to a stop
The clouds begin to break up
And like a promise from God the sun breaks through
It's rays form a halo where they shoot through the clouds
The sun peeps out, shy at first but ever more confidently
Light falls upon the earth below and your spirit soars
The weight on your soul lifts and you feel like you could dance for joy
All is right with the world. Nature is once again at peace.

That's exactly where I am right now.
The storm has ended and the sun's rays shine down upon me
Life has returned to my soul and my spirit soars
I am at peace as the peace of the world seeps into my bones.
I've weathered this one and it was very violent in nature
This has not been the worst storm I've had thrown at me
But it ranks up there with them.
I have seen the sunlight follow the storm and I know
I've made it through this one, I can make it through the next
And the next, and the one after that
For always there is an end to the storm and the sun shines forth again

I feel God's promise. Never will He give me more then I can handle, with HIS help