He hides; we must search for Him.
He is here now; our hearts may speak to Him.
He is distant; we are small and insignificant.
He is close, we are His children, his beloved, his joy.
Indeed, He does not fit into our neat cubbyholes of close or distant, of hidden or present. He is all of these, all in perfect oneness.
T.Freeman
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