Love for God

 

Love for God

By 

Arman Rashid

 

I didn't fall in love- With God in one big moment.

Not through thunder, fear, or fire.

It came slowly, Like a soft breath,

Quieter than anything- I had ever known.

 

It started on a day- I almost forgot,

When I felt lost in a busy world.

People smiled like everything was perfect,

But inside, I was full of questions and doubts.

 

The sky was grey, The wind was soft,

It felt like- The wind knew my name.

I sat alone with nothing to do,

And somehow, Love for God found me.

 

There was no big voice, No sign in the sky,

Just a deep, quiet feeling inside.

I wasn’t asking for miracles anymore,

I just needed someone to understand.

 

I remembered stories from when I was young,

Stories of mercy, kindness, and faith.

Back then, God felt far away in the clouds,

But now, He felt close- Like warm love around me.

 

The more I felt broken, The closer He came,

He didn’t fix everything, But He stayed.

He didn’t judge me, Didn’t leave me,

He simply held, The broken parts of me.

 

I saw Him in small, Everyday moments-

In a mother’s prayer, A child’s smile,

A glass of water from a stranger’s hand,

The soft sound of waves on the beach.

 

God wasn’t in loud storms anymore,

He was in the calm after the rain.

He was in a friend’s quiet words,

When I had no strength to speak.

 

Slowly, I stopped needing proof.

I stopped begging for signs.

I just breathed, Whispered “God,”

And felt His love, fill the silence.

 

It wasn’t fire that changed me,

But a warm light that never left.

He stayed when I was alone,

A gentle promise that never gave up.

 

He loved me before I loved myself.

Even when I was weak and afraid,

He never turned away from me.

He stayed through all my broken pieces.

 

Now, loving God is not just a rule,

It’s how I live, how I breathe,

It’s in softer words, kinder thoughts,

And the anger I slowly let go.

 

I see Him every time I forgive,

Every time I fall and try again.

He is the love that never fades,

The peace inside every storm.

 

This love is quiet, but full.

It’s always near, even when unseen.

It’s in the tears I never cried,

And the strength behind my fears.

 

I love God, not because I have to,

But because He loved me first.

And in His love, I found myself —

Not perfect, but perfectly loved.

 

Summary:  I didn’t find God in big miracles, but in small,

quiet moments. When I felt lost and broken, He stayed with love

and kindness. God love wasn’t loud; it was soft, patient, and real.

I learned to see Him in everyday things like smiles and calm days.

Now I love God because He loved me first and never left me alone.