In 1997 i had decided to go check out a Mennonite Community in Northern Ca. After only four hours on the road i totaled my car. From that moment, for the next ten days, my life was a "storm". The really bazar thing was that on the way up this song played over and over again. I thought it meant the wreck but the storm was only forming. It hadn't yet begun to blow.
Ready For the Storm
by Douglas McClain
Isaiah 50:5-11
The waves crash in the tide rolls out
It's an angry sea but there is no doubt
That the lighthouse will keep shining out
To warn the lonely sailor
And the lighting strikes
And the wind cuts cold
Through the sailor's bones
Throught the sailors soul
Till there's nothing left that he can hold
Except a rolling ocean
Till there's nothing left that he can hold
Except a rolling ocean
Oh, I am ready for the storm
Yes, sir. Ready
I am ready for the storm
I'm ready for the storm
Oh give me mercy for my dreams
'cause every confrontation seems to tell me
what it really means
to be this lonely sailor
and when the sky begins to clear
the sun it melts away my fear
and i cry a silent tear
for those who mean to love me
Oh, I am ready for the storm
Yes, sir. ready
I am ready for the storm
I'm ready for the storm
The distance it is no real friend
and time will take its time
and you will find that in the end
it brings you me
this lonely sailor
and when you take me by the hand
and you love me, Lord, you love me
And i should have realized
I had no reason to be frightened
Oh, I am ready for the storm
Yes, sir. ready
I am ready for the storm
I'm ready for the storm
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