𝗪𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗜𝘀 𝗚𝗼𝗱?
“The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows and proclaims His handiwork. Day after day pours forth speech, and night after night shows forth knowledge.” ~Psalms 19:1-2
There are moments in life when we ask, “Where is God?” In the noise of the world, in the silence of our struggles, in the beauty of creation, and even in the depths of our hearts—we search.
Yet God is not distant. He is not hidden behind unreachable heavens. He reveals constantly—constantly, faithfully, and intimately.
This poem is a reflection of that truth: that God speaks, not only through words, but through everything He has made and everything we exexperienceHis presence is a revelation of himself. If we pause long enough, we will see that even His silence speaks of His presence that surrounds us—and lives within us.
𝗚𝗼𝗱 𝗜𝘀...
The heavens declaring His works on fluffy white clouds in the sky,
The squawking birds on their journey enjoying as they fly,
The thunders and the lightning, the rainbow after rain,
God utters speech not in words but speaks again and again.
Morning, noon, and evening He whispers His love into our ears,
The gentle breezes we feel and rustles of leaves we hear,
The whirling winds in storms, the beating of angry waves,
God is that powerful voice in the heart of the braves.
The sweet chuckles of a contented baby in Mama’s arms,
The happy voices of brother and sister skipping with no alarms,
That friendly chats and a cup of coffee before we part,
God is the gentle caress of loved ones that warms the heart.
Through the ages and many seasons we see the twinkling stars,
The silver moon and planets of Venus and Mars,
The eclipse though silent and yet speaks over a thousand miles,
God is the master painter of the beautiful sunsets in the skies.
You asked me where God is, just look at His piece of art,
For God is everywhere and even dwells in your heart.
Day and night His wisdom speaks and teaches,
God is the awareness of His presence that brings peace.
In the quiet moments when tears fall unseen in the night,
In burdens carried softly, out of everyone’s sight,
In prayers that rise in whispers, too deep for words to frame,
God is the faithful listener who knows you by your name.
From the rising of the sun He breathes the world anew,
His mercies fresh each morning like the gentle morning dew,
His strength finds you standing when you thought you could not stand,
God is the unseen power that upholds you with His right hand.
The still small voice that calls you when you’ve gone astray,
The grace that keeps pursuing though you’ve wandered far away,
In love that knows no measure, unchanging, pure, and true,
God is the everlasting light that’s always guiding you.
The final breath of twilight as the day reaches its end,
The hope that shines beyond the dark, where earth and heaven blend,
And every new beginning where His promises restart,
God, is the Master Painter—You, His piece of art.
He is the step you take along life's paths both steep and long,
In weakness turned to strength, in every broken song,
The faith that keeps believing when the roads are hard to see,
God is the constant presence who walks yoj into victory.
God is not confined to temples, nor limited to moments of prayer—He is alive in every detail of existence. From the vastness of the skies to the quiet whisper in your soul, His presence is constant. When we become aware of Him, peace follows. When we recognize Him, faith deepens. When we walk with Him, life gains meaning. So the next time you wonder where God is—look around, look within, and listen closely.....He is already there.
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