He surrounds me if I only look. The sun, the moon the beautiful world on which I walk. He surrounds me.
He touches me. When I hold my husband's hand, hug my son or cuddle my daughter, He touches me.
He hears me. When I am alone with my thoughts, when I praise him in song, when I lift up my prayers, He hears me.
He speaks to me. In scripture and verse, in the call of a friend, in the center of my soul, He speaks to me.
He died for me. He rose for me. He lives and breathes and intercedes for me. One day he will come back for me.
He and Me.