The ground, and I.

I love God. God is so big. God is good. God loves me. I know He loves me. I am upset frequently because my heart is not pouring over anymore. But to be honest with you, I am generally content. As I walked inside today, out of the car at 1 am, it was raining, but it almost just a haze of rain drops, a little more, but the water was just tapping on everything. I stopped and looked up and it felt amazing. I put the book I was carrying underneath my shirt, and stood there for a few more seconds and I prayed. I used to have a clearer, more child-like sense of God.

Isn’t rain enough?, I think. The feeling as it hits, as it soaks into you, I’m so bewildered, but I still feel the rain, I still know He is here, I point to my chest. I love You God is all I can say, because what else can you say to something so glorious, so giving, so knowing? I can’t think of a better thing to say.

Where has Jesus gone in my life? Who is Jesus? My foundation is based upon Him being my savior, I know that of Him. But when did I stop focusing on Him? I’m so tired, I need to go to bed. Another day, they move so fast. I really like my astronomy class. I love seeing the way You’ve made things, seasons and moons and elliptical orbits.

I love You God, I love You. Help me love others, help me get closer to Your son, my adopted brother, Godwithus. Goodnight, o provider.