The angles gathered as the prayers rose from the people praising within the church.
He’s coming soon, he’s like a never ending breath, a wave rolling over you taking you back into his womb, the devil has no room in this holy place.
God never forgets, it’s not his job to always remind you, it’s selfish of you to think it’s all up to him. He’s a foundation of your faith not a feared master forcing you to kneel.
He’s more mightier than a flooding river, he’s faster than time and space, he’s beyond your emagination and your girth is shorter than his grace for nothing can measure such power.