The child grew and became strong.
Filled with wisdom and the favour of God.
It is for him that we long.
We search for him as God.

During the night I was filled with doubts.
How could a man be God.
Where were my spiritual lights.
Who , what is God.

I woke and I knew.
God is love.
For the many and not just the fervent few.
Love never dies , he is alive.

All through the long night I kept repeating.
God is love, God is love repeating.

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How do we know God
God is love, he is just love
Keep repeating it

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See Luke 2: 36-40