When I think, You come.
When I move, You come.
You whisper, every moment is holy.
“Guard your thoughts, My child,
For each one shapes the path of your heart.”

I see it now—
The highs and lows dissolve,
Reflections of what I once believed was true.

When I feared I was falling behind,
My eyes saw only trouble.
But You came,
Offering me a new pair of eyes.

Now I see hope,
A shelter carved from Your love.
My home is here,
Here and now, with You.
Guarded by peace,
Enfolded in wholeness.