Safe in a storm

Powerful prayer in the path of a tornado

It was very early on a Sunday morning in May last year. I woke to the sound of the wind crashing into the trees, the rain beating down hard on the roof, and the dogs barking fearfully.

Before jumping out of bed, I immediately declared that God was in control.

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