White Waves from the crashing thundering fathoms does our lord delivered all his children breaking shore and there he hands us a white stone, named a new by the white waves on the shore -Closet Poet
The biggest lesson I have learned during this storm? The waves eventually break, but until they do . . . well . . . God is walking through them with us
In what time I am afraid, I will trust in you. In God, whose word I praise, in God I trust; I will not be afraid. What can mortal man do to me? Psalms 56:3
The Silent Singer 