The Lord’s my rock. In Him I hide. A shelter in the time of storm.

Jenna’s throaty alto contrasted with the younger, higher sopranos at First Raptured Assembly Church. She rocked back on her heels, lifted her face, and raised her hands in praise.

Glorys were shouted and Hallelujahs rang. Pastor Jamieson danced on the altar and clutched his hanky, dabbing at his lips.

“Praise God, sisters and brothers, praise God-a! We are in the presence-a of the Father today-a. Let the Holy Ghost-a lift you up-a to the Throne. The storms assail, but we prevail. Hallelelujah!”

Outside thunder rolled.
Our country has had a wild few days weather-wise. People place their faith in many things. I imagine that many sang this hymn and clung to the hope that their Shelter would hold fast.

Written for Lance’s 100 Word Song wherein he chose Bob Dylan’s Shelter from the Storm.

3 responses

  1. Lance says:

    This had a very John Updike quality, which is great. I love the opening line and the ending line is brilliant.

    Thanks for being first this week. Happ Halloweem in Alaska, Miss Moose

  2. Tina says:

    “The storms assail, but we prevail.” That certainly is an apt description of the human race, isn’t it? I liked the ‘holy-roller’ aspect to this, the entertainment part of the religious experience that makes for some uplifting times. Excellent!

  3. Kathryn says:

    Strong writing. I really liked the use of dialect from Pastor Jamieson.

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