He loves me.

I’ve always known him. He is kind and patient. When I am stubborn and seek my own desires, he waits. When I am troubled, he whispers words over me that calm my spirit and settle my soul. I find him in those I care for at the hospital on the weekends. Those who are alone and depressed. I see him in the faces of laughing children. I feel his presence during my early morning walks, when the wind caresses the leaves on the the magnificent trees he’s created. His comfort and peace are demonstrated...