It s not yet three in the afternoon,

but it's so dark a day
I am sitting snug in a pool of lamplight.

Rain rattles against the window.

Car tyres hiss through puddling water,

and the wind buffets down the chimney, 

 sending whatever is in it's way banging down the street.

There is always an extra coziness in 

being sheltered, safe, and warm,

 and listening to a storm going on outside

don't you think?

Sometimes the storm isn't just outside of course,

but very much raging around inside us

with a crashing tide of anxiety, 

or a quiet depth of despair that we alone feel we know.

If you know how that feels, this song, based on a verse from Psalm 32
may just speak to you
about a place of peace within the storm.

Weekend Blessings.