I can admit that God is invisible… But intangible? Never :) I don’t really know what this is about; I just kinda wrote it while I was at the gym lol. I guess I had a bit of a breakthrough with God… It was so hard to pray for a while, to feel that connection and I know how to run blind but to feel the infusion of peace from His hand… To be so satisfied with just His presence, that familiar state of nothing with everything, where worship isn’t an abstract concept, where it has molecules and wind and limbs… Okay I’m rambling, be blessed and if you feel like God is distant, hold on babe. I just heard the doorbell ring ;)