“She wore a gown the color of storms, shadows, and rain and a necklace of broken promises and regrets.”

“She takes the rain, turns it to sun,
And my soul she fills it.
Where once was a desert
Rivers now run, and my storms she stills it…”

“She smiled, and the shadows departed;
She shone, and the snows were rain;
And he who was frozen-hearted
Bloomed up into love again.”

“The promise in Her smile, shames the mountains tall. She can bring the sun to shine, tell the rain to fall.”

“This world is full of broken things: broken hearts, broken promises, broken people”

“Oh, come forth into the storm and rout
And be my love in the rain.”

“Experience had quickly taught her that she could not survive the storms without the anchor of the constraining love of Christ and what she called the "Rock-counsciousness" of the promise given her, "He goeth before.”

“Why the Egyptian, Arabic, Abyssinian, Choctaw? Well, what tongue does the wind talk? What nationality is a storm? What country do rains come from? What color is lightning? Where does thunder goe when it dies?”

“Life's not about waiting for the storm to pass… it's about learning to dance in the rain. ”

“Promises and pie-crust are made to be broken.”