In the sky, when I look up to see Him
In flowers
cultivated by man
and nature
In the animals who don't have a house or grocery store but survive anyway
In a calm ocean
and wild falls
Even in the snow that falls in winter
But yesterday, I found Him when I kneeled beside my bed on an overcast morning to say my prayers and in the middle of my petition the sun broke through the clouds to shine in one small spot of my room so that I felt as if He were shining His glory upon my face.
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