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Yesterday I had a break in the day.

I came into the office early, got on to a project that had been pestering my peace and finished sooner than I had planned.

So what to do with a 2 hour break?

Reading? Always a good idea but I had just finished my World War II spy thriller and somehow any other reading at this point would prove unsatisfactory.

Meet a friend for coffee? I would have loved to share a moment catching up but everyone was working. Why were my friends so responsible?

Ok ... what to do? I pondered.

I walked out to my car, felt the winter sun on my face and gazed to the south toward the mountain. Snow draped, standing silently as if she was just waiting for me to recognize her.

Now I’m not much for being cold, or uncomfortable in general. Heading up the mountain in January is not my usual “go to” activity. But, I needed a little exercise and the air was unusually warm and I did have a break in my schedule.

Within 30 minutes I was snowshoeing in a cathedral of towering evergreens and naked aspens.

All alone. The stillness screaming for my attention.

God could not be ignored there in the trees. Everywhere I looked I saw the wonder and the beauty and the absolute stunning majesty of the Creator God.

C. S. Lewis once wrote, “We may ignore, but we can nowhere evade, the presence of God. The world is crowded with Him. God walks everywhere incognito. And the incognito is not always hard to penetrate. The real labor is to remember, to attend. In fact, to come awaken. Still more, to remain awake.”

God was not hard to see in the meadow as the sun reflected off the sparkling snow. I could sense Him standing as a sentinel in the crowded forest. I could feel Him as I drew the cold air into my lungs.

He could not be ignored in that lovely place of peace.

But what about in the busy office, or at Loaf and Jug pumping gas, or the intersection where someone is texting instead of moving through the green light?

Yes, even then the world is crowded with Him.

The poet king wrote, “Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me.”

In our busyness we may try to ignore Him, pretend as if He isn’t there, but still, we cannot evade Him. Or His goodness.

The difficulty is to remain attentive to Him, awake to His presence; to hear His whisper in the treetops and to recognize Him in the people with whom we interact.

God may be incognito, but He is there, walking among us.

Are you awake?

Larry and Linda Kloster sponsor this column.


Community News Editor

Sally Ann Shurmur arrived at the Star-Tribune to cover sports two weeks after graduating from the University of Wyoming and now serves as community news editor. She was raised in Laramie and is a passionate fan of Cowboys football, food and family.

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