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Strong winds have been known

to knock over everything in their path.

One minute, it was there, the next it was gone.

Devastation fills a tornado’s aftermath.

A sense of total loss fills the hearts, the minds

of its surviving victims.  The rubble only reminds

them of what they no longer have.  Rescue teams

come to clean up the mess, left in the tornado’s wake.

Rescue teams come to rebuild what the tornado destroyed.

Then the sun shines, and the faces of every former victim beams

with a kind of happiness that it seems

just may never leave their lives.



My devastating sins have been known

to knock me down, and take away my joyfulness.

One minute, it was there, the next it was gone.

loneliness fills sin’s aftermath, which makes a mess

of my life.  A sense of total loss fills all of me,

with the rubble that sin has left behind reminding me

of the peace, the joy, that I no longer have.  But You,

OH Lord, You alone are my Rescuer.  You cleanse

the mess I’ve made of my life, every stain left by my sin.

You rebuild the things I let sin destroy in my life.

When The Son shines, in my life,

my life is filled with a renewed sense of peace, and joy.