God is sunshine after a gloomy month,

piercing through the clouds

and warming my face, hands, and heart.

 

God is strength when I am weak and tired.

Wisdom when I’m stuck and confused.

Peace when my anxious thoughts

wrap tightly around my racing heart.

 

God is a friend when I feel so alone

in the crowd of rushing, wasting strangers.

 

He’s a father when I’m weeping with a broken heart,

wrapping His arms around me

and loving me through the pains of this world.

 

He’s a savior when I stand condemned

by my own words, actions, and hidden thoughts.

He is love when I need it most,

when I loathe my own self.

 

He is the way when I am lost.

He is truth in a world that lies.

Hope when everyone has turned their back

on the possibility of, or the need for, that hope.

He is life, rich, full, and abundant

beyond what I can dream of here.

 

He is.