“There are the places I was so sure I’d find Him.
I’ve looked in the pages
And I’ve looked down on my knees.
I’ve lifted my eyes in expectation to see the sun still refusing to shine, but–

Sometimes He comes in the clouds.
Sometimes His face cannot be found.
Sometimes the sky is dark and gray.
But some things can only be known
And sometimes our faith can only grow

When we can’t see.
So, sometimes He comes in the clouds.
Sometimes I see me, a sailor out on the ocean.
So brave and so sure,
As long as the skies are clear.

But when the clouds start to gather,
I watch my faith turn to fear.
Sometimes He comes in the rain and we question the pain
and wonder how God can seem so far away
But time will show us He was right there with us.
Sometimes He comes in the clouds…”

Source: Stephen Curtis Chapman, “My Utmost for His Highest” CD Vol 1