stormy nights

sometimes life feels like the storms that have raged here tonight

thunder shakes the house

lightening flashes fiercely, sometimes dangerously close

wind whips the branches of the trees

rain pours 

people pray against floods and other dangers

sometimes I do not like how God chooses to work

sometimes I am angry about things that happen in life

sometimes I question why God has to do it "that way"

sometimes my heart is so sad I simply want to curl up and hide

sometimes the hurt is so raw and deep and big it is hard to draw a full breath

sometimes I wonder if I am missing something I should be getting

sometimes choosing hope and joy and faith is hard work

sometimes I do not like the thoughts that tromp through my head

sometimes I question why God loves me
I know without a doubt God loves me, sometimes I simply wonder why 

sometimes I think there is no possible way I can cry anymore 

sometimes feelings are so big and strong that seeing truth is a struggle

sometimes finding something to be thankful for requires much thought

sometimes there are words but no one to say them to

sometimes my prayers are guttural rather than intelligible

sometimes the only way to learn a lesson is the hard way

sometimes the best way to see beauty is to not hide from the ugly

sometimes you simply have to hold on and ride out the storms... 
knowing they can't last forever