Parousia:
I know all my friend’s gaits
(how each uniquely walk and hold themselves)
but perhaps my wife’s best on earth
i can pick her out of a crowd without seeing her!
So it is with us and God
And Our friend is always walking towards us
we down here just wait, looking up and out and in, for Him…
for His gait! We wait at the gate to hear His gait!
We lean in
sensing, again
for Him each day.
Every conversation then turns towards Him.
Sheep know
their Master’s Presence.
Kids their parent’s tone.
We, Our Friend’s approaching….
we listen for His singular gait.
Wait until you hear, His Gait!