God of every galaxy, who made them
knows them,
God of every star who knows them all by name
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God who knows how many hairs are on my head,
who knows every foolish stupid decision
I have ever made and still loves me,
still wants what is best for me, wants to give me good things
but also does not want to leave me in the mess that I’m in.
He does not want to
leave
me
at all
He gives me every chance, every opportunity
to change
to turn to Him
to reach for Him
to listen for Him
to listen
to Him.
Martin Write 