"God Is Everywhere-Do You Hear Him?"

At the same seminar in the same spirituality session, our speaker gave an illustration, true story. I will not be able to remember it all, but I can at least offer a good idea of what they story was.

There was a young, totally unchurched girl. She went to the beach with a parent (I think). The adult watched her enter the water and put out her arms and hands and sway back and forth with the waves. Then she came to the sand and ran her fingers and toes through it and sat for hours letting the handfuls of sand slowly slide through her fingers back to the ground.

When she was finished, the adult asked her what she was doing to which she re;lied she was listening to God and was with God. Where? He was in the waves, in the sand. He was the waves, He was the sand. WOW! The innate spirituality of that child...imagine if it had been nurtured!

The speaker also addressed that many people's experiences of truly sensing God, feeling God, even hearing God happen when out in nature. I mean that makes sense, right?! Take away all of the technological diversions. Put yourself outside with no phone, cell phone, computer, etc. Allow yourself to be a part of God's creation and really experience nature.

It is the perfect environment for truly connecting to God. Jesus would go off to be alone in prayer, often up on a mountain. Alone, outside in God's creation is the best way to get in tune with our Creator. This is something that I can testify to.

After beginning my upward climb out of the pit, I spent a day fasting and writing in my prayer journal. I wrote all I had in my heart. I poured my prayers to God onto the pages of my journal. Looking at those pates today remind me of His answers to my prayers.

As I sat on the bench outside taking a break between entries, I found myself mulling over all of the events that had led up to that point. I was asking a lot of questions, beginning to feel a bit of anxiety as to how I was going to respond to the persons involved, how I was going to change things or be changed...I could go on and on about all of the questions I had. As I sat watching the breeze blow through the trees in the woods, I heard God.

I felt Him in the breeze. I saw Him everywhere in His creation. But I heard Him say my name. His voice was soft, gentle, but strong. "I am with you, Sarah." Those words would carry me through even darker days ahead. But I cannot describe to you the calm, the depth, the warmth, the reassurance that His voice brought my soul that day.

God is truly everywhere. If you are still, you might just hear Him. Take yourself away from all distractions. Sit outside in His creation. He is there. do you hear Him?