it starts with a cloud
a dark blot on the horizon
left or right there’s no avoiding
the winds howl
the rain beats
the unwelcome storm comes
hidden beyond the darkness
veiled by fear and doubt
ever-present the Sun still shines
the unknown light
the unfelt warmth
the unseen glory pierces the darkness
it starts with a ray
bright beyond bright
shot like an arrow from the heavens
the target is not the bullseye
the target is not a trophy
the target is a heart
my heart melts
reminded of days without clouds
a promised glorious future
the unseen becoming seen!
the Son!
the Father!
my Father!
He’s thought of me!
He’s remembered me!
His faithfulness!
His love!
my hope
Mighty Anchor 