In April of this year I penned out in my daily writing about what it's like to live with an invisible God. Which pretty much sounds like fighting words. Within those paragraphs I spoke of the possibility of God having shape. How would we treat him or her differently? I arrive in my recording studio every morning at 5:30. I see a lot of Carolina sunrises. I take my wild out of control dog for long walks several times throughout the day. I live in a forested community. Many of the trees were planted by me in 1997. Twenty two years ago. These trees are now taller than my house. When the journey began they were barely six inches in length. I bring this up because we began today's thought talking about an invisible God. Through whose eyes am I looking? In our own everyday paths and journeys we face more questions than we can handle. Job promotions that should've gone your way but failed your heart again and again. Family and friends that can't stop judging how you live. The high price of food and gasoline. The weight of the world is out of control which forces us into a thought, "Where are you God?" I chuckle. The very moment I was typing onto this computer screen God was writing "Where are you child?" On this podcast I openly share what was moving through me during that moment when I needed sight. Truth is... It became my insight. Writing things down on a daily basis teaches the walker and traveler how to be aware of where you stand. The journey of writing may first appear as poetry or storytelling. In the weeks ahead you'll begin a life of truthfulness. Through writing there is this place of growth. It now becomes your choice to live with it or continue your way with the invisible God.