What kind of God are you?
That question has been tossed heavenward more times then I can count. It’s deeply knitted into the heartbeat of my faith; always pulsing, constant and steady, in the weeping and the wonder.
I breathed it out in worship on December 6th last year. Knowing that you are worthy, and knowing that your worth is beyond comprehension, so in awe of all you had done and all you were doing I sang that question heavenward: what kind of God are you?