I had a revelation tonight. Erin and I had just finished reading a chapter of Blue Like Jazz in which the author talks about laying in the Grand Canyon and seeing the billions of stars and feeling as if God was close. This is a very common occurrence. When I'm outside, with the stars hanging all around, I feel very close to God and a certain serenity. Why is that so? Is there something about the stars? Or is it just the feeling of being small? What is it? If I'm in the city amidst giant skyscrapers and monumental engineering achievements, this feeling never comes over me despite the fact that I'm surrounded by things much greater than myslef. I never have the feeling that God is close. Is it because man created these things and that they are not eternal? Is it because I don't like big cities? Is it because man is constantly striving for bigger and better while God is saying "look at what I made" ? All I know is how it makes me feel. It makes me believe John Elderidge's Wild at Heart even more. God is everywhere; cities, towns, mountain lakes and suburban pools, but to us He is easy to find among the wonder of nature and awe-inspiring wonder of His creation.