O GOD OF STORMS
O God of storms
We acknowledge thy hand
In all things
We are thine
Nature is thine
It bids us to turn to thee
When it is serene
And when it is not
We may not always
Understand or know
Thy ways
But we acknowledge
That thou art
Always with us
We seek thy consolation now
And in the days ahead
In Jesus' name
Amen
(Written on September 8, 2017,
just prior to Irma hitting Florida
land)