Shadow of the Storm (Out From Egypt #2)

by Connilyn Cossette

“We have to endure the storms, dear one, so we know how deep our roots go. So we can appreciate the depths of our strength and the freshness of the gentle breezes afterward.”

I was wrong, Yahweh. I do have something to offer you. Myself. This broken vessel. Smiling, I lifted my eyes to the peak of the mountain and the center of the Cloud, imagining Yahweh smiling back. I will go wherever you lead me, and it will be enough.