Every picture I see of people finding God shows them looking up.
We bow our heads to pray. But when we’re in our darkest hour, we get on our knees and we look up for God. I’ve seen numerous pictures of Jesus with the light shining upon him. He’s always looking up. In every depiction of an encounter with God in the movies and in paintings, those pious people are looking up (Thank you, George Burns).
But what if God is not up? What if God is not down? What if it/he/she is everywhere?