God must very simply be god

i am continually realizing how wrong i have been. i realize now how much my parents have told me is correct and true. i realize but can not yet fully comprehend how awefully and terribly right God is. he is on the move; he is real, he is involved, and he does not use perfect people. if this were the case, where would i be? lost in the sea of humanity and drowning in my sin. i have become fully convinced that there is in fact a God who is wholly occupied with my life and issues. he cares for me, my welfare, and for those who surround me. he has, more than any other thing or person, orchestrated my life to reflect his own image and has caused me to rely fully on him. i trust him as i find it impossible to trust any other. who is my god? this god, the god, the one alone, θεος, deus, YHWH, eru ilúvatar. God is my god and this fact demands fanatical prepossession. the cause of my god has become my wyrd. i have a fatalistic flame which drives me ever on toward his work and which fixes my gaze on his extreme worth.

‘what is man that thou are mindful of him, or the son of man that thou visitest him?’