Gazing Out Its Beautiful

So today hasn't exactly been the best day ever. All these new classes are looking pretty caliginous. I just pray that God gives me the patients to deal with some of these people. It's going to be a very long semester. I went outside tonight and just sat there. I looked up at the sky. In that moment, I just was able to take comfort in the fact that someone, somewhere out there, was looking at the exact same sky, moon, stars. I prayed for that person. For them to find what they were looking for. As I thought about it, its almost like I gave God body in the moon. Its almost like I would pray to it. For a while, that bothered me. I realized though, that I really wasn't. In truth, God is in and is everything. God is in the moon. God is even in your very worst enemy. So what if I like to look into the depths of the sky. He's present there, he's always there. When you pray, its to God. It begins in your heart, takes life in your thoughts, lives in his care, and dies when your ready. He takes care of it, and he knows who your talking too. So don't worry about how you do it, you can't call out to him in any place that he wont be able to hear.