the calm after the storm

The calm after the storm is where I am at right now. I'm standing in the musty air that followes the rain. The ground is wet and unstable. The clouds haven't cleared. The sky is still fixed on gray. It is here that I find hope. The sky isn't clear, but I feel relieved. The loudness of thunder and the fire of lightening is gone for now. There is only the quiet here. This is a good place. There is peace here in the silence. The rain must come in order for things to grow. Patience is necessary. I must wait out the storm to get to this quiet place - to know it and touch it. The calm is here. It may be unstable, but I am still thankful for it. Peace is here. God is here. Hope is here. Now, I can rest.