Who is God

I asked myself who is God, and I realized that I am not enough to describe Him. It is as if the whole vocabulary of my brain, everything that my mind can comprehend and my eyes can see is not enough to describe who really God is. I am like a man, caged with this limitation, like graph in Cartesian plane as it is going to asymptote- approaching but not touching. 
But with my limited mind, let me describe God. He is the reason for everything that existed, everything that is good and pleasing. He is the cause of the creation of time, space, and matter; as it was written in Genesis 1:1, “In the beginning (time), God created heavens (space) and earth (matter)”. The author of every good thing we see. I may not see Him with my limited eyes nor touch Him, I know deep within my consciousness He is there. I can sense it, I feel it. It is the peace, the missing piece of my completeness. 

I pity a person who thinks like a robot, who lives with his limited senses and his rational thinking. We should have been like that, like a robot, but we’re not. Even so, I can’t blame them to think in other way since look at the advances we had due to rational thinking. But even so, we have different belief, I believe of greater than the advances we have now, greater than the laws of man which he made of himself. I believe of greater than everything which man has ever built and understood. I thought, If only God revealed himself, it should have been easier to at ease the skeptical mind and make this world a better place, a place of peace and not war, a place of love and not hate. If only ‘sin,’ did not occur to our ancestors, we should have been living in paradise, everyone is babe and innocent. Yet what’s done is done.

God is not created by man in his own thinking, nor appears to the diluted brains. He is omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent God. He is the alpha and omega-the beginning and end. The music in time of happiness and sadness, the fulfillment of a goal, the appreciation, you’re the hope, the love, you’re the answer to every prayer, you’re the father always there, patient and loving, always caring, always protects, always there. Men may have wandered along but you’re there patiently waiting for his child to go back home. You’re the father, a friend, the sweet perfume, the contentment, adoration, the fulfillment, in sadness you were there, and in happiness you were. You’re everything that this life could ever dreamed- LOVE.