I heard a song the other day,

He Loves Us was its name.

It talks of his enduring love,

It said his love mimic’s hurricanes.

I found myself speaking out loud,

To the voice inside my head.

I said, “does he really love me?”

Or is he teasing me instead?”

Because life is like a battle

And I’m tossed to and fro.

If we are talking hurricanes,

My life mirrors one I know.

If the God I serve is jealous,

And he loves me like it said.

I wonder if he notices,

I cry sometimes in my bed.

As I think of how heaven met earth,

I know I should not forget.

Jesus came to set me free,

The song said no time for regrets.

I want to believe he loves us,

It’s just sometimes I need more.

All those who say they speak for him,

Have already walked out the door.

©2023 Marsha L. Brown