God Is

A while back I wrote of having lost what had become a symbol of my God, A Little Yellow Box. Apparently my wife had thrown it away. She didn’t know it was God. How could she? Nevertheless, I was pissed. How could you have thrown it away? How could you not have know it was God? As things are in God’s world, it all happened to teach me a lesson I was struggling with, namely, even when God is not visually in front of me, He *is* there. Always. I am the one who turned my back on HIM and my faith. I made a huge commotion of having lost my Little Yellow Box.

The other day, my daughter excitedly told me she had found the Little Yellow Box. I little worse for wear and misshapen, but found. A huge wave of relief washed over me as I had found God again. Once again, all in my head, my troubles are.

A fish comes up to another fish in the ocean and says, “What are you doing?”
“I’m looking for the ocean”
“This is the ocean” says the first fish.
“”This? This is water. I’m looking for the ocean,” and off he went.