WHEN YOUR STORM COMES

I have lived through many storms; tornadoes, remnants of a hurricane, snow squalls, thunderstorms, and storms within myself.

When I am facing a storm within myself, I turn to God and pray for His guidance. This photo I took of the Mackinaw Bridge many years ago just after a storm hit.

How do you calm your storms,
when the winds howl,
and shadows stretch long,
when fear whispers like a siren,
pulling you into the depths of doubt?

Do you sink beneath the waves,
or rise, arms open,
trusting in a hand unseen,
in the quiet promise of faith,
that steadies the heart?

It is in this surrender,
this letting go,
when the tempest rages inside,
that peace gently echoes,
a soft breath in solemn chaos.

With Jesus, the storms subside,
the raging sea finds stillness,
and in the tranquil embrace,
there is strength,
where strength was once thought lost.

When I cast my fears away,
like leaves on a current,
I learn to listen to the silence,
to the whispers of grace,
that guide my soul to safe shores.

What do I do when the storms are calm?
I look to the horizon,
where hope dances like the sun,
and I gather the lessons.
woven from the winds that once tore me apart.

Each calm moment a treasure,
each stillness a gift,
I stand with an open heart,
ready to face whatever comes,
knowing I am never alone.

Written by Mia Ball 2/16/2026