I THINK OF GOD

 

 I THINK OF GOD

 

 When I think of God as Father,

I become the little girl waiting for Daddy to say,

“Come to Me, My child.”

Then I climb up on His knee

and feel His love for His children.

 

When I think of God as El Shaddai,

I become the servant kneeling at His feet

in humble spirit to hear the words, “Well done”,

and feel the pride in His heart for the

faithfulness of His servants.

 

When I think of God as Comforter,

as the trials of this world seem to overtake me, and I feel lost and alone;

I call out to Him and He meets me in my secret place, wraps His arms

gently around me and whispers those words I know, yet still long to hear,

“It’s alright, My Child, I’m here and you will NEVER be alone.”

 

When I think of God as Creator,

I have to step back in awe as I consider the magnitude of

Who He is and am left speechless

as He spreads forth His hand to reveal things

as yet unseen by these mortal eyes.

 

　When I think of God as Protector and Provider,

I look to Him when the pressures of the

evil one attempt to ensnare me.

And I feel the safety and security of the One Who says,

“I am here, My child. Be at peace and know that all is well.”

 

I think often of God and know that whatever I need He will provide.

And the cares of this life will fade into oblivion when I climb up,

kneel down, call out, step back, and look up.

 

I think of God as my Father.

I think of God as Almighty.

I think of God as my Comforter.

I think of God as my Creator.

I think of God as my Protector and Provider.

I think of God as ALL I need

and know that all is well.

 

© 08/14/2009 F. Maxine Branthoover