Letter to my Father

by Maya Giles
These past couple of months, I have discovered on my own that God not only lives in me, but IS everything. And I see him. In the stars in the sky, in the eyes of ones I love, in the grainy surface of brick buildings, in the vibrations and beauty of my own instrument. You and I and the trillions of people and living and nonliving things around the world carry Him inside of us, so to be the holiest of men, find peace inside yourself, because when you have peace with yourself, you have peace with God.