When I feel myself slipping, 

You are near.

When I lose heart and hope, 

You are near.

When fires burn close,

You are near.

When trouble overwhelms me,

You are near.

When I feel alone and forgotten,

You are near.

When the storm blows me off my feet,

You are near.

When anxiety unseats me,

You are near.

When shame crushes me,

You are near.

I can never feel too far away,

Go too far away,

Or face too much, that would change this truth:

You are near. 

In reflection of Psalm 139:7; February 11, 2026