Isn’t it good to notice how God is with us? God is present everywhere. Stopping to notice His presence in the seemingly mundane has been so grounding for me.
The night can seem so lonely. Void of good. But it is anything but void of good. And in the times I feel alone, I’m anything but alone.
This poem about God reminds me of His goodness and presence in the everyday things, the things I risk missing. He is here, in this moment, now. Won’t I see Him? Praise Him? Be comforted by Him? May He be glorified in the tangible — the night, the music, the branches, me. I hope you enjoy this poem about God. Keep enjoying the written word, friends. It’s a gift!
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