Like the one who lives in the shadow of the Rocky Mountains ceases to notice their presence in tangible ways such that their grandeur begins to pale the longer one dwells in their presence, I've come to believe that I'm so deeply within God's presence in every moment that my search need not be so broad and extensive; that to search outside myself has not produced fruit because my gaze for the divine has been cast too far off...
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