One of the most endearing paragraphs I have read is the introduction in Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller. It goes like this:
“I once listened to an Indian on television say that God was in the wind and the water, and I wondered at how beautiful that was because it meant you could swim in Him or have Him brush your face in a breeze.”
Although God lives inside a Christian I sometimes forget and this passage is a sweet reminder that he is always very close.
The image below is of grass bending in the wind with the sea and sand of Meal Beach at Hamnavoe in the background.