Where God is

The clouds draped the sky like a peaceful blanket. Hues red and yellow mixed with the blue sky outlined the three dimensional puffs indicating the setting of the sun.
Was God up there? Ester thought, as she gazed into the sky's eternity. Where does the rain come from? And the snow?  Who really forms the clouds? Does the sun actually go down? Is the earth flat??
"HAHA!" She had to laugh out loud at the question. Everyone know the earth was round.
Nana-Bee came out onto the porch from the kitchen, the smell of freshly baked peach cobbler followed her.
"What you laughing at, darlin'?" Ester' petite elderly grandmother asked.
"Oh Nana, I was just wondering where God is."
Nana-Bee sat in the wooden rocker next to the one Ester had occupied. She glance up in to the same colorful clouded sky Ester was peering at.
"Well, babygirl, I would like to think God is everywhere."
"All at once?" Ester asked turning her attention towards her grandmother. "How can he be every where?"
"Well," Nana-Bee said with a smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye. "God dwells in us all,  He designed us from the beginning, He made us in the image of Him."
"What about the rain and the snow??"
"What about it?? Nana-Bee asked.
Ester stared out in to the big yard, it was spring and everything was green and colorful, Nana-Bee's rose bushes were in full bloom, the grass was a bright mint green. The trees, were so full, that the sun used them to play hide and seek. The sounds of the the ducks and the smell of the lake danced around her senses.
"What makes the trees grow, the grass green, sky blue??"
Nana-Bee patted Ester's hand. "So many question, child!" By now the sun had gone down, shades of darkness had befallen the sky, the allowing the trees to be a its participant in hide and seek.  Nana-Bee squeezed her granddaughter's hand. They looked at each other through the same muddy brown eyes. Ester smiled. She already knew what Nana-Bee would tell her, the same thing she always told her when she became awe-struck.
"Where is God, He is everywhere. He has no beginning nor an ending. God is in that shelter protecting that mother and child. God is in the operating room performing a miracle. God is in that airplane keeping it at its expected altitude. God is in the clouds producing the rain to help the water the earth. God is in the trees, proving shade on those warm sunny days. God is at the front door guarding and protecting us from the thief. But most of all God is in you, He breathed life in you and allowed you to be. Baby girl, God is, most definitely everywhere. He made all these things that you question. You surely, know the world and round, the sun does not move nor the moon. The Scientists have their answers for your questions. But if you want a more simplistic answer, God created everything through him, and nothing was created except through him. 
Ester smiled at her grandmother. "So this is all God's doing?" 
Nana-Bee stood up and smiled, "Yes, now come have some cobbler, while it's still warm."
As Ester and Nan-Bee sat across from each other, at the kitchen nook, Ester's young mind began to wonder again. Nana-Bee noticed the awe-struck look in Ester's eyes and chuckled to herself gearing up for the next batch of "Where God is" questions.