God

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Look around. What have you seen that was not seen by Him first? What have you conceived of in your mind which has not been first imagined by Him? You take for granted the works of His hands.


What beauty is seen around me. How could it not be created by one who is beautiful Himself? Look how fierce the waters churn, and the waves beat against the shore. How then could they not reflect the power of Him who conceived of the ocean? Yet as a whisper, they sneak upon the sands so gently at times one might not even hear the water’s moving. How could He who walked upon the earth unknown not be as gentle as this?

So careful are the beating wings of the bee. They carry its body from flower to flower. Still, they are strong. What He does defies our understanding. He is beyond us. He stands alone with no other to compare to Him.

What throne could be called great enough for Him? What people could be deemed worthy of being called His own? What place would not tremble as His foot touches it? What heart would not melt with fear and adoration in His presence?

Yet I seek Him. He is the one my heart longs for. He is the one I desire above all others. I would rather tremble prostrate at His feet than stand a head above all others.


I worship you my King. I bow before you. What gift it is to kiss your feet? What pleasure it is to kiss your hands? Your arms are a shelter to me, and yet I cannot stand before you without growing weak. Let me follow in your footsteps. Let me breathe in the air that you breathe. Let me hear your whisper flood my ears. Let me stand before you and see you face to face. Let me walk with you and know you as no other. Let nothing and no one stand between you and I. I beg, for this is my heart’s greatest desire. I long to be with you, my Lord, my King, my God.


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