I search for God beneath the big oak tree
As I watch the clouds fly by me
Counting each puff one by one
Thinking where is God and how is this done?”
In the grass, I gaze up to the sky
Hoping a bird or butterfly will catch my eye
I search for God in the sky above
Could there be angels beyond the clouds and doves
Amazed by all the shades of blue
I look through them for some sort of clue
As I search for God a feather drops to the ground
Then I stand up tall and walk around
I walk around deep in thought and wonder if it’s a facade
Is this God thing just one big fraud
Many people say he’s predicted
Or is it possible we’re all evicted
I was born and baptized as an infant. Growing up my family was involved in the church and I went to youth groups. However, I was always searching for something and questioning my faith. I felt very alienated from my religion up until a couple of years ago. Even though I believed in God, I had not yet handed over control of my life to him.
Then suddenly I had an epiphany moment in the hospital after I had my surgery. After my battle with sepsis the chaplain and I were praying for restoration over my body, spirit, and mind. God kept whispering “mighty warrior” over me. When I got to rehab I saw a picture talking about a strong warrior. This picture was the picture of the puzzle from my home page. Then the picture made me realize that God was telling me that’s what my identity was. My identity is that I am a mighty warrior.