You hold me close in your arms through the storm and I'm safe.
The rain was pouring outside and dark clouds covered the skies. The whole island covered in gray unknown. And we stayed warm inside listening to the thunder, holding each other close, safe & sound. In a place we call home now, but learning the depth of the word "home" on a whole new level. Home, your arms around me. Home, the embrace of His grace. Home, wherever in the world we are, we can find home. We can be home. We carry it inside of us.