Even when I search for Him and can't see or find Him.
He is beside me, comforting me, holding me.
Even when straining my ears listening for Him, waiting, hearing nothing.
He speaks to me, guides me, lulls and sings to me.
Even when I'm cursing, raving, crying, questioning and doubting.
He is listening, agreeing, disagreeing, sympathizing, empathizing with patience and love.
Even when I stumble and stray from His narrow path. Sometimes clumsily ignorant, sometimes defiantly running.
He puts me back on His path. Sometimes with a gentle hand, sometimes with a painful shove.
Even w hen I sit in the dark, frightened and in despair.
His light spot lights me, warming me, loving me and lighting my way.
Even when I fail and fall over and over.
His Grace lifts me over and over.
Even when His children are struggling and suffering.
I still believe He laughs with joy more than He cries in sorrow.
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