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 HEN CYRENIUS had regained his composure, he went to the crib and regarded the Child, his breast filled with great thoughts.
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The Baby slept quite calmly and the terrible raging of the storm did not disturb His sleep.
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But in a short time the hurricane began to thrust so fiercely against the building that Cyrenius feared it might collapse.
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He therefore said to Joseph, 'Esteemed friend! I believe that because of the constantly increasing power of the storm we would do better to leave this building.
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For how easily can a mighty whirlwind seize this - although firm - building and bury us all beneath the rubble!
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Therefore we would do better to take flight early, since we cannot be sure that the same thing may not happen here as well as in the city!'
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Here the Baby suddenly reopened His heavenly, divine eyes, immediately recognized Cyrenius and said to him very clearly:
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'Cyrenius, when you are with Me, you need not be afraid of this storm -
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for also the storms, like all the world, lie in the hand of your God!
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The storms are necessary and must put to flight the hatched-out evil of hell!
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But they can never harm those who are around Me, for the storms also know their Master and do not do what they do planlessly.
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For the One who is most loving, wise and almighty, holds their reins in His hand.
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Therefore, My Cyrenius, be without fear here with Me, and be assured that not a hair on anyone's head will be harmed!
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These storms know exactly who is at home here.
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See, this evening the people accorded fiery honors even to you, who are only a human being!
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But here the storms honor Someone who is more than only a human being. Do you find that to be unreasonable?
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See, that is a song of praise from nature, which honors its Creator! Is that not reasonable?
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Oh Cyrenius, the air which wafts against you also understands Him who created it - that is why it can also praise Him!'
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These words of the Baby, which soon slumbered again, brought all to silence and Cyrenius knelt down by the crib and secretly worshiped Him.
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