When you come out of your Churches, o people, remember that God is present just as much in the open fields of morning, the wind, the mountains, and the sky, the expanse of the sea, the radiant sun, in the sad eyes of the old dog on the roadside, and in the gaze of your mother upon you, when she thought you were too young to see her love.
For those of us who do not look for religious interludes -- simply go outside and take a deep invigorating breath of air.
With or without faith, oxygen is always a good thing.
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