Tuesday, January 17, 2012
I am so small,
standing here before You.
You, King of all Kings.
You, creator of the Heavens and the Earth and, before you, I stand,
stunted and in awe.
The ocean, glorious, endless as you, laps and I stare.
The trees tower,
telling me stories from long ago.
I gasp, breathless at the beauty.
I embrace my smallness, for before You, I am safe.
You encompass me with a love that extends beyond all stars, beyond all galaxies and I look as far as I can see, knowing I will never see it all.
You know its count, the amount of grains, so yes, too, then also the number of hairs on my head.
And I come back to this belief, when I grab for control, think myself in charge.
I am small.
You, vast as the sea, grander than the tallest tree.
It’s all from You.
It’s all for You.
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