The Storm-From My Prayer Journal My Prayer:

Lord, I have come to seek Your face
In You Lord, I need to establish a place
Please open my understanding
And let my perspective be expanding
How I need You, my soul is crying
At times I feel like dying

Oh God, You are the Potter of this clay
Please show me where I belong, show me the way
I need direction in this hour
Lord, come quickly and reveal Your power
For I am fragile and unable
It is You, my Rock that makes me stable

There is no other anchor like my Rock
It is the only one that can help the ship dock
My ship is drifting in uncharted seas
How I need You to pilot me
Because I feel a storm is brewing
And all the ships’ equipment needs renewing

I long for Thee my Lord to come and save me from the storm
I feel tossed and bruised and torn
At this time the waters are only murky
But all around I feel danger lurking
I need to know that You’re on board
And that the destination is assured

Please bring the end into view
Make the goal and docking to my heart true
I need to have an aim
A place to set my heart and claim
Where are we going Lord, from here?
Come Lord Jesus, and tell me Dear

Answer from the Lord:
You, my child are wayward in your thinking
Your mind is at unrest and shrinking
It is withdrawing from the fight
Because of fear in the night
You are fearful, daughter, and draw back

You can’t sit still in the middle of the sea
If you do, where will your ship be?
You must move on into the lane
You’ve got to move before it becomes plain
You can’t just sit still and watch it rain

Lift those sails and let the wind blow
I’ve sent the wind, and it knows which way to go
Forward and out from the place you’re in
Is where you must start, where you begin
You won’t be a loser, if you’ll trust Me, you’ll WIN
-Barbara Nickles
June 25, 1988