God Moves


God can move like a soft summer breeze,

your pain and mind He will quietly ease.

God can move like thunder, with much strength and power,

He can strike at an time, regardless of the hour.

God can move like the wind that whistles through the trees,

He can arrive so suddenly, like a cold winter freeze.

God can roll in swiftly, like a river running free,

but most importantly ~ God moves me.


By Sylvia Porter-Hall