The Bird

“God is everywhere,” or so I hear, but this is a hard concept to get my head around, much less my heart.  Someone gave me a good image to keep in mind about this “everywhere” thing.  Think of the bird that flies.  Everywhere it goes, it encounters the air.  Nowhere does it fly that is not air.  Air is everywhere.  So whenever I look and see a bird, I can recall God being here just like air.  The bird does not need to reflect on air or believe in air.  It just flies and air is just there or here.  So go about your life, and when you wonder where God is or if God is, think of the bird that flies.  Now, whenever I see a bird flying, I might say, “Oh, hello God.”