Recently there was a life altering event in my home town of Craven Co., NC... A small child wandered away from his great-grandmother's home and no one could find him. The relative called the local sheriff once they realized they could not find him. Shortly after a deputy arrived and the search began. That first night of the little boy's disappearance the temperatures dropped into the low 20s and upper teens. For ten hours, the temperature stayed below freezing and for most people survival would be improbable. The following day was better but still cold and for a three year old, impossible to remain calm. The day he was found (the third day) the morning began with torrential downpours, high winds, flash flooding, and it was dark and dismal. Water in ditches, canals, and in fields started to rise quickly and my guess is any marks (foot prints) left by this little boy were all washed away. Finally on the third day in the evening @ 9pm someone heard the little boy crying in the woo...
My attempt to show that God does have a tangible existence. The title is indeed a play on words, but eventually (hopefully) I can show how God is involved with our lives even if we do not know it. Our lives are not anonymous events.