Everywhere.

Out on a bike ride. A stop at my usual hill where I go to think about God and pray.

I ask God how it is that the sun's light on my skin and the wind brushing my cheek...
the pouring rain of the day before and the sound of happy birds...
the kind half-smile of a stranger and the unsolicited, warm embrace from my 1-year-old neice...
are all equally touches of His grace, and expressions of His love.  

He says, "Because I am love, and love is limitless."