All Around

I think of God as someone, a friend even, sitting right next to me.  Pushing me.  Challenging me.  Loving me.  Forgiving me.  Rejoicing with me.  Grieving with me.  Accepting me.  Right next to me.  All the time.  

And on this Easter Sunday, the sun was shining and the evidence of His gifts was apparent through fellowship and family and the blue sky and the water rushing and the green grass emerging...all around.  Right there.  Next to me.