If I saw God at the grocery store, he’d watch me decipher between things. He’d chuckle at me for dropping the grapes. I’d look up at him and say, “how’s the family?” He’d tell me that the answer to that is incomprehensible and trusting is knowing and believing. I’d look back down at my cart full of fruit. Tell him that I’m trying to be healthy. He’d remind me that how I speak to myself is how I become and he views me with grace. He’d walk me to my car and say the longing of this world is normal. Tell me how tired I look from carrying. To rest my palms from gripping onto everything I love so tightly. He’d tell me I’m a soul moving at light speed and he knows all the secrets. I’d ask why things of this world are so sad. He’d smile and say that there’s so much more that goes beyond sadness. That one day I’ll understand. I’d embrace him with a deep hold and ask him not to let go. He’d remind me that he’s never far away and to call on him like the sun calls for a new day. that he is the center of it and I’m the Ray. That he casted sunlight in my bones for good reason. I crack them open and swear they’re broken. Somehow they mesh back together like a shadow and I’m healed all over again. -AMT ©️