I’m gonna sing in the middle of the storm… growing up in South Florida, I understand that to mean the eye of the hurricane. In the middle of the most powerful category 5 storm there is a space of calm, of sunshine, of grace. On either side of that eye wall there are winds powerful enough to impale a blade of grass and through a tile roof the ocean surges to bring barges several miles in land.
Jesus is our eye wall when we abide in His presence. We know that to be the peace of God that surpasses beyond understanding. The storm isn’t over, it’s raging on but you KNOW PEACE.