It's been said that we need not search new landscapes, but merely attain new eyes. After several years of painting what the Lord had been showing me in the Spirit, He led me back to drawing and painting in the midst of nature as I had done in the early days of my art training. On this particular day, I began to see colors and reflections of light as never before. Before my eyes, I seemed to be entrenched in a heavenly portal as the sun slowly descended behind the mountain. He is everywhere, and if we take the time to look and listen, we will hear His voice. He won't shout, but we can hear the whisper. We really can. And our eyes, then our ears, and, ultimately, our hearts will be open like never before. We may even find ourselves walking with Him in the cool of the day like Enoch. Oh, to be a friend of God!