OVERVIEW:2

This story is a heartfelt reflection born from my own curiosity and confusion about the true identity of God. It begins with an innocent yet profound question — “Who is God?” — a question that has lingered in my mind for years. Through a tender conversation with my mother, I begin to understand that God is not limited to temples, idols, or names. He is an invisible presence that manifests through emotions, actions, and the people around us.

While recalling her words, a memory from my past flashes before me — a moment when I was deeply burdened but pretended to be fine. No one noticed my hidden pain except one person who could “read my soul.” That moment made me realize that God sometimes appears in human form — in those who understand us without explanation, who sense our silence and offer light in our darkness.

Through this story, I wanted to portray that God is not always divine or distant; He often lives within people who care for us selflessly. The essence of faith lies not just in worship but in recognizing that divine presence in our daily lives — in love, empathy, and understanding.