the eye of the storm

wish i could say it better than others, but truly I cant there are too many saints to have lived before me that say it so much better so...

i would like to share a little hymn that helps me get through tough times

in the secret of his presence

how my soul delights to hide

oh how precious are the lessons

which Ive learned at Jesus' side

earthly cares can never vex me, neither trials lay me low

for when Satan comes to tempt me

to the secret place I go

when my soul is faint and weary, neath' the shadow of his wing

there is cool and pleasant shelter, and a fresh and crystal spring

and my Savior rests beside me, as we hold communion sweet

I can never, never utter what he says when thus we meet

what he says when thus we meet

only this i know i tell him all my thoughts my griefs, my fears

oh how patiently he listens, and my drooping soul he cheers

do you think he n'er reproves me? what a false friend he would be

if he never never told me of the sins which he must see

of the sins which he must see

would you like to know the sweetness of the secret of the Lord?

go and hide beneath his shadow, this shall then be your reward

and when'er you leave the silence, of that happy meeting place

you must mind and bear the image, of the Master in your face

of the master in your face

This was written by an Indian house wife, who had no great name or influence, and many many years later her imprint of worship is still being shared all over the world!!!

Message i take from that? Worship will be shared and blessed, and spread, nomatter the meager beginnings, because it isnt about us, its about Him.