This is a quote I’ve heard a lot lately, I’d like to write on it: God is like the sun.

I sung it as I wrote it, I hope you can pick up on it as you’re reading…

Looking up at the bright light,
Shining there, in the middle of the day,
Summers here and we get burnt,
When Winter comes we will enjoy the same rays.

But the sun is a constant one.
Always rising in the east,
Forever setting in the west,
Theres only one, constant burning sun.

Some need vitamin D, they’ll get it,
Some rising from depression, they need it,
Some coming out to play,
They’ll feel it’s warm, warming ray,

Come out from a dark place,
It will blind your eyes,
Might sear your face,
You will find it really hot,
It’s a blaze,
Its hot, hot sun rays.

Like the sun, God is constant.
Like the sun, my God is great.
Like the sun, my God helps us grow,
To some God’s got a blaze,

But to me, God’s rays are gentle,
To me, I need his grace,
To me, I bask in him all day,
To me, I need that blaze to make my base,
I can’t function with out His rays,

A day without the sun, is tricky,
I can not find my right headspace.

A day without God, is tricky,
I can not find my grace.

A day without the sun, is dreary,
A day without my God, I’ll lose my pace.

For some who have never seen my sun,
For those it might burn your face,
For you got to know how to work with it,
Or you might end up with a red faced.

So when you first pray,
Ask God for what you need.
Talk to him like he’s your best friend,
Ask him for he’s in the lead.

But there’s no wrath like the sun,
When you’re out of vitamin D,
You feel sad, alone and cold,
Motivation to the sun grows old,

Like the heat of my God won’t change,
He’s the same in n out all day,
When you lack the truth on your tongue,
Seeking him out seems quite dull.

When you begin to find the sun,
You first sit in the shade.
You might just look out your window,
Might just cover your face.

When you begin to talk with God,
You might not hear him right away,
You might just have a tiny seed of faith,
That you can just tuck away.

Then you feel the sun,
Shining on your back.
You feel the warmth blessing in the air,
You notice something is different,
You’re getting your confidence back,

And when your confident,
Soon your gardening,
In that warm, soft, gentle blaze,
The one that one that use to burn your skin,
Youre happy it’s hit your face,

Now you can see clearly,
As the old times back look bleak,
Dull, dusty and boring,
Wondering why you took so long doubting it.