From Ruth Writes
He holds galaxies -- spins stars into place without
strain, calls light out of darkness like it's nothing.
Yet somehow, He leans close when your voice
shakes in prayer.
The same hands that stretched the heavens wide
are the ones that steady your soul when it feels
like it's falling apart.
You are not lost in the vastness.
You are not overlooked in the noise.
The God who commands the universe
still pauses for the quiet breaking of your heart.
And He will hold you steady like how he holds the
galaxies in their place.
~Ruth
He holds galaxies, yet He notices
when your heart trembles.
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