From childhood I have marveled at my Lord’s creation. The order of it all . . . its’ many secrets . . . its’ evolving nature . . . the beauty of the seasons . . . its’ ability to renew and provide . . . how fascinating it is. As I grew older I became more intuned to the reality of the natural world, through spiritual revelation. My senses became more acute and I could see things others seemed to overlook. Yes the blindness of man aggravates me but not to the point of exclusion.

Now, I duly understand the relationship Native Americans had with God’s creation. At one with all, all with one, the creation blends into a single harmony. Each particle, each segment, each event of the creation interlinks with other particles, segments and events like a chain of unbreakable links. All is relevant within God’s creation. Each action perpetuates another action because all things interact each with the other.

The older I get the more my perceptions change, everything is becoming more intensely radiant, colors are sharper and brighter, sounds are crisper with higher resonance, the sky has become a soothing blue canapé overhead, and the black night sky now sparkles with diamonds. I have became aware of an underlying presence that is the essence of nature. At first, the creation itself seemed to beckon me like the Siren’s song of mythology. In my clouded state, I thought it was the spirit of the natural world calling me, whispering promises, and embracing me alone as it soothed my soul and enveloped my being . . . Like a lover calls out to his hearts desire. Then an evidence of an underlying spiritual presence crept into my mind, I became overwhelmed with excitement at the possibilities. The very core of my being was challenged and then stirred as I envisioned the world as a spiritual manifestation . . . as I became an integral part of it. Now I crave release from the material world so I may yield in reverence and surrender to this calling of fulfillment in His love. My soul pants on, in passionate delight as the running deer thirst for water. A thirst, nourished yet never fulfilled, intense yet soothing, content yet always seeking, pleasing yet forever striving, and most of all yielding yet ferocious. I seek that which penetrates the heart and justifies the soul in a unique union of spirit. My God, My God, where art thou who wrings my heart of love and admiration. Who brings my soul into fulfillment as His will be done on earth as it is in Heaven.

I truly experienced the essence of God as I looked solely into his divine face. I felt the assurance of His presence as I sat, silently in the desolation of the Desert – I was enthralled at the sound of Him in a bubbly stream after a springtime rain as it cascaded down the mountain slopes. I heard His gentle call in the whispering rustle of leaves as He touched my face, invisible, yet present, when He passed by as a soft breeze . . . He gracefully danced past in a colorful autumn forest. It was the mighty murmuring of a turbulent river flowing toward the sea that brought my senses to mind, moreover, He was there, as I gazed over the deep blue green lakes and the warmth of a seashore’s crystal white sands. Yes, I see Him even now as I observe God in the depths of a night sky as the stars sparkle in His magnificence, it is then that my soul melts in His presence. I can’t help but feel His being there in the warmth of the day’s sun. Yes, He gently caresses my cheek and touches me and whispers to my soul calling me to submit to His embracing of my senses. And one day, most of all, he was there in the face of our newborn son and in the sparkle of his mother’s eyes. I am justly blessed as I stand immersed in God’ presence because He is both the creator as well as the creation. I feel like a fish in the sea, God is as the water, everywhere, and His loving wonderful embrace of hope captivates me . . . at every moment.

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