The storm clouds circle above. Darkness blocks the sun. I scan the horizon, but only grayness prevails. I feel the turbulent wind engulf me; menacing, threatening to break the calm. A feeling of dread overwhelms me. Then I see a small break in the clouds. Suddenly a sliver of light pierces the encroaching darkness. Hope illuminates me. I feel the warmth of the son encourage me. The promise of a new day.
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Then God said, “Let there be light”; and there was light. God saw that the light was good; and God separated the light from the darkness. God called the light day, and the darkness He called night. And there was evening and there was morning, one day. – Genesis 1:3-5 (NASB)
They came to Jesus and woke Him up, saying, “Master, Master, we are perishing!” And He got up and rebuked the wind and the surging waves, and they stopped, and it became calm. – Luke 8:25