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Eye of the Storm:
I Thessalonians 4:13-18

Lyrics:
I got the call at 2am, it awoke me from my sleep
I didn’t recognize the voice, it was nervous and quite deep
He said that she was taken fast, she probably never knew 
Maybe he was comforting me, or maybe it was true    

The last time that I saw her she was walking out the door   
I didn’t think to hug her, it was just a trip to the store     
Did I say I love you?  Did she know it when she died?  
When she had her last glance at me, did I look her in the eye?

Though I don’t see, I still believe
There’s a purpose
You’re the eye of the storm
We fall asleep but we believe
You will wake us
And Your bride will come home

I took her to a restaurant, she spilled her drink on me 
In anger I belittled her, I never said I was sorry 
And now it’s those memories that haunt me in my sleep
How often we love someone, but we’re just to proud to speak

Though I don’t see, I still believe
There’s a purpose
You’re the eye of the storm
We fall asleep but we believe
You will wake us
And Your bride will come home

When I was at the funeral
I tried hard not to cry 
I didn’t want to grieve like the world 
As though the lost had died  

She’s my sleeping beauty
For now she’s resting in peace
But one day, Redeemer, Redeemer
You’ll wake her from her sleep

I did alright till I went in her room 
I buckled under the load
Tomorrow if the rain stops                                                                                    
we’ll put a cross on the side of the road 

God is good all the time
Even when little girls die

 About:
The first question I get asked about this song is, “Who is it about?”  Honestly, it’s not about anyone in particular. I just know that dealing with death is an incredibly hard thing to do, and I don’t know of many songs that face it. I think our God gives us some comfort and guidance for dealing with loss in I Thessalonians, and I wanted to write a song about it. I think it’s very important to realize that for those who are in Christ, death is not final. God is our comforter, and though He is with us as we grieve, His sorrow is not for loss but for us who are grieving. To Him death is a joyous homecoming, and in the blink of an eye, we will all join Him. Our God is a mighty storm that gives and takes life, and the safest place to be is right in the middle of it.           

As I write this, there is a man in the city where I live burying his six-year-old daughter who was hit by a car. I pray that he will understand that God is good during this time. I pray that this song may remind the grieving that our God is always good.