When I say God is beautiful, I mean a thousand things that I do not know what representative quality to best convey. Like today, the thought of God gave me that joy of watching a tiny baby yawn, or laugh. I felt love and friendship become real, so that I could almost touch its concrete form.
know that genuine relevance, acceptance and love that courses through
you when a baby smiles at you? I felt something like that today. But I
really can not describe it.
So in all, God is beautiful.