I don’t understand it. But something about scripture resonates with the soul.

It’s like warmth.
It’s like clear, running water.
It’s like hot tea in the evening.
It’s like hugs.
It’s like love.
It’s like pillows.
It’s like a blanket.
It’s like holding hands.
It’s like soft music.
It’s like resonating strings.
It’s like a pure voice singing through the air.
It’s like a dove.
It’s like a deep conversation late at night.
It’s like a cup of coffee with a friend.
It’s You.

In the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.