Amidst the Pain

Admist my pain and dramatic expressions, I feel the need to express something even more important. I am not one who has no hope, but I have hope in the Lord.

His love is like
a pitch black night with a million stars.
His peace is like
a week at the ocean's shore.
His grace is like
a gift for no reason.
His strength is like
Minnesota's winter season.

His love is high
as the earth is wide.
His peace is sweet
as the scent of flowers.
His grace is overpowering
as the love of a father.
His strength is constant
as the air we breathe.

Oh How I love Him. He demands so much of me, and I just can't refuse him for long. I love him because He first loved me. Oh How I love Him.