Big Storm
Lyrics
I see the clouds shape up
On the horizon now
Feel the weight that breaks
Makes my torn heart ache
When you lose what you thought safe
When you try but there’s no change
Hold on hold on
I’ve been praying for your heart in The middle of the big storm
Hold on hold on
I’ve been praying for a love that will never leave you out cold
I’ve been praying you believe that you are never alone
So hold on
Feel the wind that howls
The voices keep you down
And there’s no end in sight
No shore and no daylight
When you lose what you loved most
When you can’t just let it go
Meditation
When I was young I thought that if I just believed the right things and do the right things that I can avoid pain and the tragedies of life. Now that I am older I am learning that the hard things in life may come no matter how good I am or well I think I’m doing. This at first for me is a very hard thing to face. There’s a part of my brain that resists this and thinks that there must be some secret to avoiding the pain of life.
But when I reflect more deeply some subtle ideas begin to present themselves. By trying to protect myself from the pain of heartache I unknowingly also protect my heart from loving another. By trying to protect myself from the pain of failure I unknowingly also protect my heart from success and the associated risks that come from living life. In short, that pain is a necessary component to engaging with reality.
So what to do then? How do I face the unspeakable aches and disappointments of life? How do I calm my mind at 2am when the nightmares of existence dog pile themselves on my fragile heart?
In the quiet glimpses when my fear subsides I begin to see a faint trail of hope. A beckoning that in every situation form the highest highs to the Valley of the Shadow of Death there is a quiet voice providing comfort. And at first I used to think this is just religious mumbo jumbo to avoid feeling alone. But then the tragedies hit. And I found that the despair is real. But in those moments if I pray and reach out I eventually realize that God is there with me. Right in the pain. And sometimes the fear is so overpowering that I am drift wood being tossed around by the storm. But then, just before I think all is lost, I am given a choice to continue the adventure and trust that still quiet voice. That He will never abandon me. That there is more love ahead. That joy will come in the morning.
- kid in flight