When I pray at night, I look up to the stars. I've always been told God was in the sky, listening to your nightly prayers.
I've tried to see where God might be in the sky. I've looked for the fluffiest cloud. I've looked at the clouds with visible rays of light shining from them. I've looked for the brightest star in the sky. My eyes continually wander around the sky, trying to find the most beautiful spot for God to be.
Then I realized, maybe at those times when I'm looking for the brightest stars, God is sitting next to me, looking at the sky, making those stars shine.
