On the Run

Have you Ever

Run outside off the beaten path on a clear, cool autumn afternoon in Denver? Running uphill, you feel your heart pounding, but you can't hear your breathless panting over the surround sound of "Everlasting God" blasting into your ears and your heart.

You are the everlasting God
The everlasting God
You do not faint
You won't grow weary
You're the defender of the weak
You comfort those in need
You lift us up on wings like eagles

You run to the peak of the hill and suddenly before you are the snow-capped Rockies. You involuntarily throw up your arms in praise, clutching these promises as your lift up close friends who are weary, weak, and need His comfort.

Then you start to cry, making the breathing harder, but they are tears of joy, because through the pain, you have seen His faithfulness and the strength that rises as you wait.

I have.