The thing about God is that He sees everything.

We get impressed and feel loved when our friends remember which type of taco shell we prefer but God sees our innermost preferences.

He doesnt just catch every tear,

He holds you to his chest and rocks you each night you lie on the floor in your exes clothes sobbing,

He satisfies you on late nights, when Friday is still six sleeps away and the only thing left in your pantry is noodles without sauce.

He fills your gas tank at night when he sings over you while you dream about tomorrows work to be done.

He holds your hand on the highway when you reach to the passenger seat, where the person you love is no longer sitting.

He tunes the radio to your heartsong, he picks lyrics that move you to hope again.

He walks you gently through the memories you have fought so hard to forget;

He reveals to you gold in the journey you wish you could untake.

He pulls you closer to his chest when you hear footsteps up the stairsmaybe its Is them, maybe they’ve come home.”

He says, you are home and I am here

He says: I am greater than your loss

and I am greater than your fear.