I do not belive God takes the form of a man, nor any voice we mortals could ever hear. I think he lives within us, pulsing through our veins. I believe he is us, and belief is a strong thing.

I believe every time I pet my cat I'm touching a piece of God, or when I see the light streaming in through the windows. That is God. To me, at least. God is the rain I feel on September afternoons, God is the fragrant smell of tea brewed fresh in the morning. Maybe when we talk about heaven, we do not realise we are already here.

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