Where shall I go from your Spirit? Where shall I flee from your presence? If I ascend to heaven, you are there! If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there. If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me. Psalm 139: 7-10
All of God is everywhere. Every surface and space holds his perfect attention and gaze.
I sometimes like to go out of the way to a mountain or field where there are no people. I look at the trees or animals or bugs, and realize that God has never left this place. He’s always been in this forest, caring for the ants and squirrels and grass that man gives no thought to.
I imagine it to be similar to taking a vacation to a distant country, only to find upon arrival that your closest friend is already there waiting for you, welcoming you with a smile and a hug.
It also makes me less stressed about the world. Not that we each don’t have a role to play, but we are not as “mission critical” as we may often think. God is still everywhere, and with Him running things, it will a turn out alright.
What a relief to know that I’m not supposed to be everywhere, controlling everything, because God already has it covered. I can just be where I am today; where God is too.