Lost in the Storm

I fear the storm is closing in.

I thought I was prepared,

But I am feeling overwhelmed,

Inundated and scared.

Why did the torrent start to rise,

When did the winds increase?

Why am I being buried here

And when will it all cease?

I’m terrified that I’ll be lost

Within the swirling snow,

And, though I think I know the way,

I don’t think I can go.

I know I have to ride it out

I know the storm will ease,

I know that you are always near,

But, can you hold me please?

Job 38:29-30

29 From whose womb comes the ice?
   Who gives birth to the frost from the heavens
30 when the waters become hard as stone,
   when the surface of the deep is frozen?