My God is not contained within the pages of a book, no matter how big or comprehensive. Even if you took every word ever said or written about God from whatever time or whatever background or faith this would not even come close to describing all that God is. My God teaches me through a life lived fully in God's presence, a life aware and moving and changing.
My God is visible! My God can be seen in the face of my children and the blossom on a tree at the beginning of Spring. My God can be seen in the hands of the people reaching out to those in the midst of disaster, in the eye of a storm or the brightness of a summer day. The God that I know can be seen in the face of another person, a Christian, a Muslim, a Jew or someone with no faith at all. My God is visible.
My God is not silent! My God can be heard in laughter and tears, In the hurting, angry words coming from someone's mouth or from the words of joy and praise of another. My God is not only to be heard and understood in the words of certain people. My God is not silent.
My God is tangible! My God can be felt in the arms of those around me, in the tugging of a little hand in mine. My God is there in the midst of hardships and happiness, my God is in hands and lips and all that I can feel. My God is tangible.
My God tastes wonderful! My God makes food through the talents of others and shares it. My God is in the raising of a glass or the eating of egg on toast. My God tastes wonderful.
MY GOD, I cannot prove to you that my God exists, and nor would I choose to try, but My God is visible, can be heard and touched and tasted and cannot be contained! My God.
What about yours?
Stay Blessed
Rev Ruth xx
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