After the Storm

Whenever the storm clouds overhead
Loom threatening all around
And darkness hides the sun away
And light cannot be found

Remember that after the darkness,
We treasure more the light
And after the storm is over
The sun comes out more bright.

For that which we lose for a little while
We someday shall regain,
And the gift will be far greater
Than the price we paid in pain.

For God in His great wisdom
May have plans we cannot see
Which for a time are hidden
Away from you and me.

So wait till the storm is over
No matter how dreary and gray
For behind the clouds He's waiting,
To send wonderful things your way.

              --Jean V. Russell