How fitting that my first image to write about is of my favorite thing about going to school in Chicago. Where is God here? Is He on the rocks? Is he in the sunset? The water? The ever constant wind that Chicagoans come to hate in the winter? Actually, I think the wind is the best place to start. All year there is constant wind blowing off the lake. During the summer, it is a cooling breeze, welcomed by those standing on the rocks, overlooking the beauty of the lake. But during the winter, when parts of the lake turn to ice, and the temperature dips below zero, we want nothing more than for that wind to stop, as it chills our bones. I think we find ourselves in a similar place with God. When everything is going well for us, when the world is bright and sunny and warm, we welcome the cooling breeze of His love. We stand "on the rocks," looking at such a beautiful sunrise as the world begins a new day, and we feel His warmth and His love. But during the gray winters, when the world seems so bleak, we stay inside, away from the breeze, now cold and biting. When things get to hard to do on our own, we shy away from God, because we know that what He wants us to do may be hard. But if we are to bring happiness to ourselves, we must follow what the Lord asks of us.