In middle adulthood, I’ve learned God moves a bit like the deer. Small. Right in front of me, but somehow slightly hidden by the environment I am around. If I’m distracted by my own self, or horsing around on my phone, it is easy to not realize God is moving around me.

What does it take to experience God?
I am beginning to think one of the key patterns anyone needs to go through is understanding what it means to take refuge in God.