I turn to You for a renewing word
but Your breath is hot and devastating.
I turn to You for a refreshing spring
but Your power floods me to drowning.
I turn to You for safe haven
but Your call steals my security like a thief.
I turn to You for a strong foundation
but Your mystery shifts & trembles & quakes.
I turn to You for clarity of direction
but Your wind whips & confuses from every direction.
on Isaiah 40:7