Everything is relative.
An aching tooth or a broken heart,
a serving too much of healthy food
or a few dozen days of insane satiation.
Everything is relative among us.
With God, though, it’s not.
Changeless, dependable, available.
He removes our fear, holds our hand,
shows his presence as we go through,
trusting him all the way or none.
But the only trust necessary from us
is a decision to give him a chance,
to try the straight, narrow way
where the needed Relative takes our hand
or carries us.