This is a short except from a story I did years ago about how G-d lives among us, and not in some far away heaven. In the story she works in an office in midtown. This segment is just after he gets home.
"LISTENING"
The Mother Creator of all that was is or will be was on the roof of Her apartment building. She was sitting in a lawn chair,...listening. It was well past midnight, and it was snowing. Sharp winds blew around her.
G-d was looking out over the city, and listening to prayers. The "Lord Creator" listened to prayers the way people listened to the radio. The music of souls was in the air. The sky was bathed in prayer. They danced over the city like bright aurora's.
G-d watched, and listened. She listened to each, and every one.
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