Sleeping In The Midst of the Storm

Ever wondered how when all of Jesus' disciples were busy taking care of the storm He was sleeping,
I've witnessed a storm before; its violent,100 year old trees are uprooted,
Its muddy, floody; I've seen a storm before.

So why would someone who can move mountains and change the world sleep in the middle of a storm?
Simple... If you knew that you had wings you would certainly fly, right?
So maybe just maybe Jesus knew who He was; the son of God...

Life can be violent and hostile; flooding its way through what we own or treasure,
But maybe just maybe, if we learnt to sleep in the midst of our storms,
And let the peace of God wash over our souls, we would be able to speak to our circumstances and tell them to be still,
We are the sons of God; speak those things and watch Him do the rest:)

The Hollow Tree

This afternoon my husband and I decided to take a walk and absorb some vitamin D. We came across a hollow tree. The hollow part was burnt up and seemed to be someone's rubbish bin. As we looked at the upper part of the tree, we noticed that it had spread out its branches and the leaves were all so green. I thought about this irony and had a light bulb moment, or rather a conviction. It doesn't matter what life throws at you. Just like the hollow tree as long as your roots are founded on fertile ground, you'll always bloom, bear fruit, reach out for the skies. I may be a hollow tree; but I'm going places, cause God ain't done with me yet.