Trouble Mover
When the wind blows...
The times for some may stir uneasy.
High tides surge,
And can knock some off,
A rolling courage wave.
Settle down!
And a calm will ease to please.
If one surrenders...
Their faith will prove,
God is a trouble mover!
When the wind blows...
With clouds and sounds of roaring thunder.
A brewing stew tricks to mix and kick,
Bristles in one's way!
The ship that sails may tilt and threaten,
A quick capsize.
But God is the 'Entity' that saves the brave!
When the wind blows...
The times for some may stir uneasy!
High tides surge,
Knocking many off a courage wave!
If we settle down a calm will ease those queasy,
Surrendering to prove...
God is a trouble mover!
Settle down...
You can't save a choosing loser!
If we settle down,
We'll know...
God's a trouble mover!
Settle down,
And let God be the trouble mover!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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