I did not know what God is like until a friendly word came to me in an hour of need—And it was God I heard. I did not know what God is like until I heard love’s feet on errands of God’s mercy go up and down life’s street. I did not know what God is like until I felt a hand clasp mine and lift me when alone I had no strength to stand. I think I know what God is like for I have seen the face of God’s son looking at me from all the human race. ~James Dillet Freeman