My God is so beautiful. Today I saw His hand in so many places.

As I stood at the front of a room full of first and second graders, I saw Him captivated by each one of them, interested in their little lives and longing to win their innocent hearts. I can just see Him tearfully laughing at the sight of them lifting their hands and dancing in worship of Him.

I saw His work all over my red-headed (and sunburned) best friend who I saw tonight for the first time in six weeks. Her stories of camp and new friends and practical jokes and, on a more serious note, healed mother-daughter relationships spoke of His grace and faithfulness. He used her wise counsel and warm laughter shared over freshly-brewed Denny's coffee to encourage my heart.

I heard His words in Perry's sermon, I saw His passion for people in the names of those who have yet to meet Him written on the walls of our church, I felt His presence as I worshiped Him with other believers. He is all over NewSpring.

I was so humbled at the thought of how much He has blessed me and how He is intimately involved in my life, sculpting me into the woman He sees me to be, using me in spite of myself. His grace is overwhelming.

I felt Him speaking to my heart, consumed by His love, as I drove through the hot night air with a MuteMath song playing full blast. It is so amazing how His love sweeps over you like a strong wind, so unparalleled by anything other feeling.

It blows me away that one God can be involved in so many lives, so many stories, so many details! He never ceases to amaze me.