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He is.

Wine is sweet.

Pain is not.

If humans were to choose the course of their own lives, down to the people and circumstances that affected them, how would it look like? What would they choose?

How would the world look like without God?

The most excellent One, our Creator.

Life is unpredictable.

But we have the assurance of a constant when all else fails. It is not in the way of man to direct himself.

Our choices sometimes lead to peril, but with God tough times are bearable. Even when you can't see what is in front of you, trust Him.

He'll make a way, He always does.

He is the light that splits the darkness. 

His existence is beyond cause and effect. He transcends both life and death. 

No name can contain him, no name does Him justice.

I though about it and realised the only whole way to describe God is to just say, "He is."

Because He is that He is.

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Taiwililly🌼

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