Lord, I am riding a storm.
Right now, the water is deep.
I can hardly see the shore.
My feet are cemented in the thickness of the mud.
I am drowning. I am paralyzed.
I can see the angels surrounding me.
As I cry out, they tow me in.
Lord, I asked you to step back, so
I could find my way; to dig deeper into my ocean floor.
After a long harrowing journey
I rise from the water renewed.