In him, all things hold together.
‘What’s the secret to life?” I asked God as I pulled up the blankets, ready for sleep.
“There isn’t a secret. Everything has been explained to you,” God answered softly. I turned off the lamp next to my bed, allowing the dark to settle over the room.
“What was explained?” I questioned.
God stood next to my bed. “Remember that the Word was with me in the beginning? “
“Yes,” I remember.
“Christ has always been and always will be. Christ is in everything,” God explained. “When you understand that, you understand life.”
“I’ll have to think more about that tomorrow. Something tells me that when I understand that, I’ll be better in some way.”
“You’ll understand love,” God replied. He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead. “Go to sleep, Sparrow. I’ll make a beautiful sunrise for you in the morning.”
“Will you leave a night light on so it isn’t so dark?” I asked.
“Of course,” God said, and gently pulled the moon up over the horizon for me.
“Thank you,” I murmured sleepily as God quietly settled down at the foot of my bed to keep watch over me through the night.