Between me and God, there is a language spoken few  understand.

From morning, to night, and back again, I feel the loving touch of God’s hand.

When I think I can no longer endure life’s trials, God plants seeds.

He provides all my needs.

Strength and courage to face tomorrow.

I’m never filled with sorrow.

Between me and God, an unbreakable bond exist.

Private conversations, called prayer, a list of principles called the Bible.

I feel a presence like no other.

Much like the embrace of a mother.

Between me and God, no is simply preparing for something better.

I follow ordered footsteps to the letter.

Between me and God, nothing is impossible.