For all the breadth of the verb know in English, Jung was benefited, as I went on to reply.
I said: It is difficult to speak of the Whole, the Everything. God is strength when I am strong, but he is also strength when I am weak.
God is light when I'm in the dark. And God is light that enlightens me, enlightens me, enlightens me. God is light when I'm in it.
God is what wakes me up and what puts me to sleep.
God is my food and my hunger.
It's what nourishes me and what keeps me alive.
It's also what kills me.
It's my joy, and my pain.
My search and my encounters.
It's my walk, my steps, my stumbles, my flights.
God is my path, and my walk, my steps, my path, my end, my endless.
He is the fresh start of each day.
My certainty, my blank, my love, my strength, my reason, my no reason, my credits and debits.
IT IS. God is.
It's who I pray for, I pray for, I pray for.
It's who I ask, I thank, I beg, I cry.
It's my mirror, it's what I mirror, it's my gesture, my cry.
It is who makes me live, and makes me suffer, and makes me dream, and makes me die.
It's life, and death.
It is the instant, and it is the eternal.
It's in my soft laugh and in my laughter.
In my hope and in my action.
In my dignity, He shines.
In my gratitude, He multiplies like a mirror with a thousand faces.
In my faith, He grows.
In my compassion, He reproduces.
But He is definitively and wonderfully in the flowers, in the trees, in the animals, in the eyes of dogs, in the movement of felines.
In my enemy, in my friend, in my neighbor and outrageously in the love I have for my children.
