WHO IS HE

Billions below, wandering, striving, yearning, seeking…



Is there a God?



Some fall…lost from view.  Some lost…searching.  Some search…searching still.  



Do any find?



A book…or is it books?  God’s books?  



Are they?  All claim so to be.



Religion…endless.  Churches…a sea of churches.  



Too much to comprehend.



Is there a God?  What is he?  In what form?  Who is he?  



Surely a way to know…



No way to know…  



No way to know?



Better questions.



Does God speak?   May I approach?  Will he speak?  



I feel to know.  I must know.



Pondering…how shall he speak?



A tempest?  An earthquake?  A fire?  No?  



No.



He is not in these things.  



His voice…



Peace… warmth of heart.  Impression… silent, calm…a whisper.



A still small voice.



I have known all along…



Father.



…Jeff Bresee

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