I feel his spirit which moves me.
I feel his love which comforts me.
I feel his peace amidst strife.
I see splendor, majesty, miracles.
I see character.
I see God in the grass, the trees, the mountains, the rivers, the oceans.
I see God in the ghettos, the palaces, the hills and in the valleys.
I see God in the AIDS clinic and in the food banks.
I see him in tears and in laughter.
He is everywhere.
He is all around me.
He is within me.
But, what does God look like?
He looks like you and he looks like me.
He is beautiful.
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