I don’t see God, and yet I know He’s there,
for with my eyes of faith I see Him clear,
I don’t hear God, yet know He hears my prayer,
and since He does, I know He’s really here.
I don’t touch God, but feel Him touching me,
my heart, my mind, my soul I feel Him shake,
He’s there surrounding me, though I’m still free,
free to withhold the love I feel Him take.
I find I ask myself, Who’s in control?
How can I not sense now this God I know?
Can I ignore Who captivates my soul?
Like Peter, I must ask, Where would I go?
O God, Your might draws me to thoughts above,
can I resist the power of Your love?
-- by Pete Voelz 6/5/12
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