Thou Who Rules The Wind And Calms The Water

"He hushes the storm to a calm and

to a gentle whisper, so the waves of the

sea are still."

Psalm 107:29

"And He arose and rebuked the wind and said to the sea,

"Peace! Be still!"   And the wind ceased and there was a great calm."

Mark 4:39

Only days ago, our nation witnessed the

terrible devastation left behind in the wake of

Hurricane Harvey along the Texas Gulf Coast.

This week, the State of Florida and other states

along the southeastern coast of the United States

are being targeted by yet another very powerful 

Atlantic storm called Hurricane Irma.

 I cannot help but think that perhaps

 the recent total solar eclipse of the sun has effected

change in the weather, but, that the ongoing hostility

and hatred of people across our nation is an 

indication of the outbreak of war in the spiritual

or heavenly realms, which has created a shifting,

or upheaval of forces in the natural world.

I pray that the Lord will steer this deadly tempest

back out to sea and as far away from land as possible.

 I pray for God's

continuous blessing and favor on

our President Donald Trump, his family, his

advisers, and his administration, that they will

be led by the spirit of God to make the right

decisions for our nation.

I also pray for the remnant of the Christian church

here in America, that we will be able to forget the

divisions which have kept us separated and come

together as a united force to worship the Lord

in spirit and in truth, and to bring revival of

the true, Christ-centered, Holy Spirit-led faith 

to the lost and hurting across this land.

In the matchless name of

Yeshua Ha'Mashiach I pray!

Amen and Amen.

The storm in all its fury

Swept dark Gennesaret;

They cried in vain for succor,

Till Hope’s lone star had set;

Then Christ came on the waters

In answer to their cry,

And spake in tones of comfort,

“Fear not, for it is I.

Fear not, for it is I.”

And life has days of darkness,

When thick the storm-clouds lower.

When waves dash fiercely round thee,

And threaten to devour;

But still thou need’st not falter,

There’s One forever nigh,

Who speaks above the tempest,

“Fear not, for it is I.

Fear not, for it is I.”

He walks the waves beside thee,

No storm can drive Him thence;

He bids the waters bear thee,

His arm is thy defense;

His face shines on the billows,

Let all thy terror fly;

Fear not to trust in Jesus,

He beckons, “It is I,”

He beckons, “It is I.”

"It Is I"

Words by 

Frederick A. Crafts

(1880)