two hundred million meters per second— the rate at which opinion, news, the scandalous, art, music, and hot-take analysis travel from someone's loose lips to the world wide web, from the world wide web to your fingertips a whirlwind in the palm of your hand with the power to reduce rainforest to scrubland and mountains to sand; nevertheless, the Lord is not in the wind.
The speed of God Incarnate. Lovely.
Oh my gosh...this is so powerful and poignant...
Thank you, Susanne 🙏