I have known men
who carried Bibles in their hands
but not in their hearts…
who prayed in perfect sentences
yet never learned how to love.
I have known praise
with hollow echoes,
kindness with conditions,
“God-fearing” with fear
but no God in it.
And then there is you…
your faith a steady river,
not a performance.
You do not preach compassion,
you live it.
You do not shout holiness,
you walk it.
You do not love to be seen,
you love because God is love
and you are His reflection.
With you, I learned
that faith isn’t loud…
it lifts,
it protects,
it holds.
With you, I found
what it feels like
to be prayed for
and not judged.
What it feels like
to be chosen
with intention.
Your love brought me back
to a God who never left…
because through you,
I finally saw
what real Christian love
is supposed to look like.
Oct 29, 2025
Oct 29, 2025 at 9:25 PM UTC
I have known men
who carried Bibles in their hands
but not in their hearts…
who prayed in perfect sentences
yet never learned how to love.
I have known praise
with hollow echoes,
kindness with conditions,
“God-fearing” with fear
but no God in it.
And then there is you…
your faith a steady river,
not a performance.
You do not preach compassion,
you live it.
You do not shout holiness,
you walk it.
You do not love to be seen,
you love because God is love
and you are His reflection.
With you, I learned
that faith isn’t loud…
it lifts,
it protects,
it holds.
With you, I found
what it feels like
to be prayed for
and not judged.
What it feels like
to be chosen
with intention.
Your love brought me back
to a God who never left…
because through you,
I finally saw
what real Christian love
is supposed to look like.