I feel Him in the cool breeze as it brushes my cheeks. I hear Him when the ocean waves crash against the shoreline. I see Him in the innocence of a joyful toddler.
I feel Him when I scrunch the sand beneath my toes, and breathe in the scent of salty ocean air. I hear Him when the blue birds sing their early rising song. I see Him in the snow-tipped mountains, and in the depths of gaping canyons.
I feel Him when the warmth of the sun touches my skin on a sunny day. I hear Him in the purity of a gifted, angelic voice that brings goosebumps to my arms. I see Him in the smile of a loved one.
I feel Him in a single tear running down my cheek in a moment of prayerful surrender. I hear Him in the rustling of trees. I see Him when dolphins rise to the sea’s surface for a playful ‘hello’.
I feel Him in the sanctity of his temple, chapel, and sanctuary. I hear Him in the sounds of a baby’s laughter. I see Him in the many wonders of the world, from Stone Henge to the Egyptian pyramids.
Most of all, I feel Him in hugs. In the gentle hug of my mother; the warm bear hug of my father; the excited, bubbly squeeze of my sisters; the accepting and supportive hug of a friend; and the peaceful, comforting embrace of the man I love.
Most of all, I hear Him in the sounds of creation. When lightning strikes, when the rain drops, and when the wind howls. When roosters crow, when puppies bark, and when crickets chirp. When thunder rolls, when fire cracks, and when the wind whispers in the grass.
Most of all, I see Him in the Sunsets. In the multicolored brush strokes across the sky: different hues of red, yellow, orange, pink, purple, green, and blue. In that perfectly timed sailboat skimming across the ocean just as the Sun hits the surface. In the reflection of that orange ball of fire in the eyes of others who are sharing in this moment.
This, is when I am at peace. This, is when I know I have escaped.
“And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.”