45. The Eye of the Storm

This is a poem that came out of the book Streams in the Desert by L. B. Cowman that was first published in 1925. I would highly recommend your looking into purchasing this book – in the updated edition, edited by James Reimann.  The readings in Streams in the Desert are filled with encouragement for those who are in trials, afflictions, and turbulence. It has been a friend to me since 1999, and I drew on it extensively when I was going through the trials of depression.  Hit “continue reading” for the poem.

The storm is your shelter from danger and sin,

And God Himself takes you for safety within;

The tempest with Him passes into deep calm,

And the roar of the winds is the sound of a psalm

Be glad and serene when the tempest clouds form;

God smiles on His child in the eye of the storm.

About Patrick Day

In 2010, I escaped from four long years of deep, dark depression. This blog shares lessons I learned from those years as depicted in my autobiography - How I Escaped from Depression - as well as other insights about depression and anxiety that only come from someone who has gone through it. When you have a heart attack, you become an expert in heart attacks. When you have diabetes, you become an expert in that condition. As such, I am an expert in depression, with a four-year experiential degree and graduate studies in how to live a life going forward that keeps the ever-lurking Depression at a healthy distance.
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