God is both invisible and invisible to me.
He takes care of me materially and spiritually.
He can be light, when He gives me grace and joy.
He can be dark, if I don't feel Him near or know I have sinned.
He fills my life with blessing,
Especially when I'm in a state of distressing.

God is my Father,
Who gave me a holy, sinless Mother.
God is the King of Angels and Prophets

He wrote the Bible; His true Word,
Psalms and Proverbs are some of the sweetest verse I've ever heard.

God brought to me Fan Story's Teri7,
She and I both write a lot about Heaven.

Dear God, I am Your child
Though many times I've lost control and gone wild
Your breathing on me with Your Spirit is so mild

You are leading me by the hand
Towards the Promised Land.

Thank you for dying for me,
Whipped so cruelly,
Hanging on the rough wood of the tree

You were a Carpenter,
You worked to build
Homes and lives
Though scorned by Pharisees and Sadducees with their sharp knives
You are forever compassion-filled.

I know I must not have a taint,
In order to become a saint
I long to see the Heavenly country,
My Angel will conduct my pure entry.