The Lord holds you close, seated together on the soft, golden grass of an open field, His presence steady and strong like an unshakable fortress. The air hums with the stillness of creation, yet above, the sky begins to swirl with a mighty whirlwind. Its power is vast, fierce, and untamed, but here, in the shelter of His arms, you feel no fear—only peace. His gaze, filled with love and compassion, meets your wide, wondering eyes, and you feel wholly safe, cherished, and known.

  "My precious child," He begins, His voice tender and calm, resonating like a quiet song amidst the storm's roar. "Do you see the storm above? It is strong and wild, but it will pass. When it does, those who have chosen wickedness will be no more—swept away like dust in the wind, like shadows that vanish in the light."

  You glance up at Him, captivated by the warmth in His gaze, and He smiles—a smile so gentle it feels like the first light of dawn breaking through the clouds. He kneels before you, bringing Himself to your height, and cups your face in His hands, His touch firm yet soft, like the whispering wind. "But you, My little one, are not like them," He says. "You are righteous because you are Mine. I have given you a foundation that is everlasting, unshakable. The righteous, those who walk in My ways, are like a house built on solid rock. No storm, no whirlwind, can tear it down."

  The whirlwind draws closer, its howling winds bending trees and sending dust swirling through the air, yet His presence is a pillar of peace. He points to the ground beneath your feet, solid and steady. "Look here," He whispers, His voice filled with assurance. "This is the foundation I have laid for you. It is built on My love, My truth, and My promises. No matter how fierce the winds, you will stand firm. You are safe, always."

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  You gaze up at Him, wide-eyed and filled with awe, His words settling in your heart like a treasure. His eyes shine with a depth of love that makes your heart swell, and His arms encircle you, holding you close as the whirlwind begins to pass. Around you, the world grows still again, the air fresh and quiet, as though the land itself is breathing anew.

  "When the whirlwind is gone," He continues, His voice now a gentle whisper, "you will remain. For you are Mine, and I am your foundation, your refuge, your strength. No storm can take you from My hand."

  As the whirlwind fades into nothing and the sky clears, the light grows brighter, illuminating the path ahead. His hand rests gently on your shoulder, anchoring you in the certainty of His love and truth. You turn back to Him, and He looks at you with a love so deep it fills every part of you with peace.

  "My child," He says, placing His hand on your head, His voice full of joy and promise, "remember this always. No matter how strong the storm, no matter how wild the winds, you are safe with Me. Forever."

  In that moment, you know that His words will stay with you always, as sure and steady as the rock beneath your feet, and His love will guide you through every storm, unshaken and eternal.

  *Based on Proverbs 10:25 NKJV:*

  25 When the whirlwind passes by, the wicked _is_ no _more,_

  But the righteous _has_ an everlasting foundation.

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