Do not hesitate; do not wait to act; be quick to speak; decide-do not delay.
No room for hesitation, the moment will be forever gone in an instant!
Wait … it is those moments where fight or flight take complete control.
I am undone.
Instant responses affect exponentially …
usually in a most disagreeable way.
I hesitate to say what ways are the most disagreeable.
Consequences abound all ’round.
I am embroiled in a battle with myself.
Heavenly Father, lead me gently by the hand; calm my fears which obviously spur me on; teach me daily how to live in peace; please don’t hesitate! Your child is worn and weary; free my mind from inner turmoil; refresh my spirit. Amen
Master the Tempest is Raging
Text: Mary Ann Baker, 1831-1921
Music: H. R. Palmer, 1834-1907
Master, the tempest is raging!The billows are tossing high!The sky is o’ershadowed with blackness.No shelter or help is nigh.Carest thou not that we perish?How canst thou lie asleepWhen each moment so madly is threat’ningA grave in the angry deep?
(Chorus)The winds and the waves shall obey thy will:Peace, be still.Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed seaOr demons or men or whatever it be,No waters can swallow the ship where liesThe Master of ocean and earth and skies.They all shall sweetly obey thy will:Peace, be still; peace, be still.They all shall sweetly obey thy will:Peace, peace, be still.
Master, with anguish of spiritI bow in my grief today.The depths of my sad heart are troubled.Oh, waken and save, I pray!Torrents of sin and of anguishSweep o’er my sinking soul,And I perish! I perish! dear Master.Oh, hasten and take control!
Master, the terror is over.The elements sweetly rest.Earth’s sun in the calm lake is mirrored,And heaven’s within my breast.Linger, O blessed Redeemer!Leave me alone no more,And with joy I shall make the blest harborAnd rest on the blissful shore.