Today God is running
Or at least striding fast.
The trees bow and groan
From the force of the blast
Of the wing-pounding rush
He stirs up going past.
Today God is running
Or at least striding fast.
Octopencil
Writings by Hannah Christensen
Today God is running
Or at least striding fast.
The trees bow and groan
From the force of the blast
Of the wing-pounding rush
He stirs up going past.
Today God is running
Or at least striding fast.
I never thought about God running. “He’s not ever late, why would he run?” I suppose though, there are peop
Definitely not rushing because He’s late or impatient. But if he can “walk on the wings of the wind” AND still be everywhere, why not run?