Storms may not always be the most desired things to go through,
but through the storms God always gives us the rain...
He gives us His faithful rain that He pours down over us and drowns us with...His over whelming rain that He uses to send His harvest.
Oh His rain, His beautiful rain...if we only knew the reasons for the storms,
if we could only see the after math of the storms while we're going through them...we would see the way He sees...we would see not our carnal, earthly-time, but in His time, and with His eyes
Oh, how we should long to have His eyes...the warmest, most beautiful, fiery eyes...eyes that burn away every impurity,
with just a glance...those eyes that pierce into your soul, and make you transparent before Him...the eyes of love
the eyes that look past everything that shames us, and pulls every thing else away, the eyes that flood where ever He looks
with Light, with Truth...oh how we should long to have His eyes...to see with His eyes...
"Nothing in all creation is hidden from God's sight.
Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must give account..." Hebrews 4.13