a God of process.

Ebbing and flowing, sinking and floating,
who knows what tomorrow sees?

Finding and losing, walking and cruising,
who knows what tomorrow thinks?

Shining and hiding, fleeing and fighting,
who knows how tomorrow seems?

Out of the circle, inside the bubble,
Thank God I'll never arrive,
Thank God that He holds the prize,

Thank God, The God, True God,

That you are a God,
of process.