El Ro’i

He sees you.
He desires you.
You are the greatest thing since sliced bread.
You are greater than sliced bread.
You have been buttered and bred,
By the Chief Baker of all Eternity.
He is the God who sees…
He is God over all the seas.
Yet He is mindful of you.
He is intimate with all your hues.
When you are moody and blue,
When you are cheery and full of glee.
He sees.
He desires you.

Hear Hagar.
Seething and whining.
Her heart raging with anger.
Hear her baby boy.
Infant sobs pierce the blistering heat.
Dusty winds lash at them.
Hear Hagar.
For He hears her cry.
He hears her son’s tears.
He sees her fears.
And He answers…
For He is a God of Love.

He sees.
He is not blind.
He sees.
Even in the darkest nights.
When the lights are but shadows.
When the sounds are but funeral dirges.
He sees.
He knows.
Because He is El Ro’i.