The God we encounter there is the God in whom we live and move and have our being, the God who rejoices
over His children with signing, the God who spreads Her wings
over Her children like an eagle
over her chicks, the God who loved the world enough to experience all of its
pain alongside of us, the God who — as Nadia Bolz - Weber puts it — «would rather die than be in the
sin accounting business anymore,» the God who loves to watch us play.