^{after George Herbert}
I pray to God to calm the storms of life;
to claim my soul and end my strife,
but has my God not recognized my sin?
I prayed: “My God, hear me!” I cried His name,
I did not hear him cry the same. (But)
I know my God exists inside the wind.
On days when light pours over every thing
I feel our bond, our wedding ring.
I know my God exists inside the light.
When darkness drowns my soul at night, I fear:
will my God be able to hear
my lonesome begging to forgive my plight?
And then, a storm, it bangs against my pane;
God rages and I feel his reign.
How dare I fear He has not known my sin?
I feel His temper in the tempest raging.
A war for love outside is waging,
I know my God exists inside the wind.

Samuel Spencer

Samuel Louis Spencer is a writer and poet who grew up as a missionary kid in Malawi, Africa. He attended John Brown University and now is finishing his master’s at Liberty University in Creative Writing. Spencer loves to write about the fickleness of existence and the idea of a Just God.