The storm was raging… you were in the midst of it, in the thick of things. You had no time to think for yourself. You were moving on autopilot... just being carried along whichever way the winds were blowing. Sometimes so preoccupied with the storm that you forgot to seek the Lord. Sometimes remembering the Lord and asking Lord, where are You? Seeing God show up and show out in the midst, yet you tried to hold on to what you know. You saw glimpses of His handiwork, His delivering power. Now you are spent, tired. What next, Lord? That storm is over, but what do I do now?