Busy God

A busy God Who sits upon my bed,
You take some time from countless stars I see
to count each little hair upon my head,
O timeless God, You make some time for me.

Transcendent God, You’re not at all remote,
always You stay up close and personal,
You tend to me, no, more than that, You dote,
You break laws to make me a miracle.

Our Father God, Your Son You sacrificed,
He came, You had His presence here persist,
Incarnate Son of God, Messiah Christ,
God’s love personified in Eucharist.

Your Spirit too is busy with Your grace
to bring us loved ones to Your heavenly place.

                   -- by Pete Voelz       6/18/12