God sends us the storm. Isn't it amazing how lost and afraid we become--how far from Him we feel--and yet how relentless He is in His love. What peace that gives me!! I don't mind the storm, the running, the doubts or the fears so much now. Now I realize it's all part of the refining process--it's pulling all ungodly foundations from under my feat and around my heart--I'm exposed completely to God even while I feel far away or confused. He wants me here!! and even while I feel at my extreme worst, He loves me relentlessly and pours out His grace abundantly. I never want to be so prideful as to think I brought the storm on myself or that I have strayed too far for help. He's right here always, chastising the one He loves. (: