The Storm is Passing Over


Rain storms. Snow Storms. Hurricanes. Blizzards. Hail Storms.  Like the Storms in our Lives they all come to pass.

Storm ~~ She who has power over the elements.

Storm — Power over the Elements


Storm (Ororo Munroe[4]) is a fictional superheroine appearing inAmerican comic books published byMarvel Comics, commonly associated with the X-Men. The character first appeared in Giant-Size X-Men #1 (May 1975),[5] and was created by writer Len Wein and artist Dave Cockrum.

The daughter of a tribal princess from Kenya, but raised in Harlemand Cairo, Storm is a member of a fictional subspecies of humanity known as mutants, who are born with superhuman abilities. Storm has the ability to control the weather and can fly. She is a member of the X-Men, a group of mutant heroes who fight for peace and equality between mutants and humans. Possessing natural leadership skills and some of the most formidable powers in her team, Storm has led the X-Men from time to time, and has also been a member of the Avengersand the Fantastic Four. As an adult, Storm married her fellow superheroBlack Panther, and was by marriage made queen consort of the African nation of Wakanda, but lost this title when they divorced.

The character is one of the most prominent X-Men, having appeared in many X-Men incarnations. Storm appears in five installments of the live-action X-Men film series, where she is portrayed by actress Halle Berry and by Alexandra Shipp in X-Men: Apocalypse.

Jesus Calms the Storm

Mark 4:35-41

New King James Version (NKJV)

Wind and Wave Obey Jesus

35 On the same day, when evening had come, He said to them, “Let us cross over to the other side.” 36 Now when they had left the multitude, they took Him along in the boat as He was. And other little boats were also with Him. 37 And a great windstorm arose, and the waves beat into the boat, so that it was already filling. 38 But He was in the stern, asleep on a pillow. And they awoke Him and said to Him, “Teacher, do You not care that we are perishing?”

39 Then He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace, be still!” And the wind ceased and there was a great calm. 40 But He said to them, “Why are you so fearful? How is it that you have no faith?”[a]41 And they feared exceedingly, and said to one another, “Who can this be, that even the wind and the sea obey Him!”

The Barrett Sisters – The Storm Is Passing Over



Detroit Mass Choir – The Storm Is Passing Over


All Pictures from Google pics unless otherwise stated.





In God’s Time I shall return. Suffering is a part of Life as is illness/sickness/disease. As much of my disabilities are hereditary and I cannot change my genetic code this is something I must accept. Whining, complaining, bitching and moaning won’t change a thing. With acceptance comes peace. For example Monday, July 18th I tried to find certain of my poems in my Documents file and found they were all gone. Normally I’d be upset and panic but as compared to constant chronic pain I though So be it. Perhaps this is a sign of some cosmic change I’m not yet privy to understand. I’m not one to beat my head against a rock. Nor will I go running to and fro for some miraculous cure which does not exist. It is what it is.  I will enjoy the time left to me whether its two months, two years or if I’m lucky another twenty years.


1 Peter 4:12-19

King James Version (KJV)

12 Beloved, think it not strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you, as though some strange thing happened unto you:

13 But rejoice, inasmuch as ye are partakers of Christ’s sufferings; that, when his glory shall be revealed, ye may be glad also with exceeding joy.

14 If ye be reproached for the name of Christ, happy are ye; for the spirit of glory and of God resteth upon you: on their part he is evil spoken of, but on your part he is glorified.

15 But let none of you suffer as a murderer, or as a thief, or as an evildoer, or as a busybody in other men’s matters.

16 Yet if any man suffer as a Christian, let him not be ashamed; but let him glorify God on this behalf.

17 For the time is come that judgment must begin at the house of God: and if it first begin at us, what shall the end be of them that obey not the gospel of God?

18 And if the righteous scarcely be saved, where shall the ungodly and the sinner appear?

19 Wherefore let them that suffer according to the will of God commit the keeping of their souls to him in well doing, as unto a faithful Creator.

Eye Spy Spectacle Rainbow Cymbols




So tired and sleepy I get out of the house looking like Rainbow Bright spaced out on LSD with clashing colors, zig zag Zentangles and roaring patterns at war with each other.

So vivid that one needed reflecting shades to withstand the glare. A weak effort to shake myself wake as a living breathing abstract artwork at war with its diagonals curves and sweeps.  Woody Woodpecker resurrected my childhood with his abandoned laughter. Many roads tumbling, jumbling hither and thither across assorted pathways. Abducted Angels absorb my Glory.

As I walk down the street one can hear clashing symbols, whistling flutes, clanging bells, the caw of criss-cross Raven raving Nuthatches committing an assault upon every bodily sense causing transacting commuters to part the Red Sea at my approach. Joseph’s Coat of Many Colors had nothing on me.  A Gaiety of Savage Sartorial Splendor was I!! Vintage dynamics on bold display. Even my hair gets into the act with each plait sporting garden variety Skittles blooming palette. Swerve and verve over upended creeks and vibrational valleys. Today I hear red, black and green calling me to my prophecy.

Jackson Pollack tie-dye kaleidoscopic colors, hues, enveloping me as though I’d been baptized in a vat of melted Crayola 64 crayons. A Holy dip baptism by Paintball Dragons focused on my soul’s Bi-Textual salvation.  I say there! Have the Impressionists begun mixing it up with the Expressionists? Pondering, I cut myself on Einsteins glass beach. Whilst calico kitty groomed away my fears.

Can a Sister get a side of sprinkles with that shellacked cone chimed Raggedy Annie!!


Little Did I Know that He was Watching.