Where Are You?

Where Are You?

Where are You, Lord, I cried with tears?

You said You were by my side.

But, Lord, I did not see You

Though ever so hard I really tried.

And then I heard Your answer

In that still small voice that speaks within:

“My child, just look around you –

There is no place that I am not in.

I am in that sweet and loving child

Who greets you with a cheering smile;

I am in the friend who calls on you

To visit and to chat awhile.

I am in that lovely birdsong sweet

That falls upon your listening ear,

And in that friend who prays with you

Who even sheds with you a tear.

I am in the fragrance of a flower,

In the kiss of day’s first gentle dew;

In the breeze that falls upon your cheek,

In every morning fresh and new.

I am in the love of a dear pet’s eyes

As it trustingly snuggles close to you.

My love is all around you, child,

And my promises for you still true.

I am in my Word, in the Book I left

To guide, comfort, each day anew.

You will see me in so many ways

In the lovely world I made for you.”

Helen Gleason