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Dec 2015
Struggling to reach shelter from this storm.
When in reality the Shelter of refuge from it.
Is the Creator of the Heavens and the earth.
We need to run to him , to hide under his wings.
For only when we call out to him to save us.
Does the storm let up on us, only then  do we...
Admit that it is him not us whom has everything under control.
For we as humans sometimes have great pride here.
But in reality life is not about us, but about our Savior.
Written by
Eddie Starr Love Poetry  Hagerstown Md
(Hagerstown Md)   
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