I was in need of the harbor –
the calm just beyond the breakwater,
Yes, the worst of the storm had passed,
and yet the waves threatened still,
pushed on from somewhere far off shore.
I could hold on. I knew this
in my heart.
But the safe approach must be soon
… and close.
So, I prayed once more.
And then I saw – what was it?
A point of light?
Small at first, but there…
I saw it.
Through the dark and windspray, it showed me: home.
The embrace of Love, patient, waiting, open…
And all came quiet now.
I held fast to the promise of this beaconed shelter –
by the grace of God –
and the fear let go, the pain lifted.
Peace, comfort, even joy broke through.
The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms.
– Deuteronomy 33:27
Poem originally published in the January 2018 issue of The Christian Science Journal.