"I grip the side of my distressed boat with everything I got, while being thrown back and forth from everyside of this mad sea. I can barely lift my eyes and all I see behind me and infront of me is lost hope. But afar off in the distance a strong light house stands, assuring and pressing me onwards. A lighthouse that brings strength, love and hope."


A little while later:

"I'm inside the tower now, fireplace lit.
I have a warm cup of goodness in my hand to sip.
And there.... way over there, from across the room,
through the window and even way past that,
I see the billowing waves where I once sat....."

The name of the Lord is a strong tower.... the righteous run into it and are safe.