I’m seeing things anew.  Although that means a different prescription for reading glasses, it also means seeing the stars better.  The farther away, the clearer they seem.

So, stepping from my car the past few nights I’ve looked to the sky.  And I’ve been reminded that I could not make this sky.

This is the same feeling I had when I was around 8 or 9.  I’d check out the world around me.  I knew there had to be a God.  Up there, and close to me.

I’ve since learned the theological terms, but in my heart I still identify God in simple kid’s terms.  He’s here and He’s there.

Simple as that.