“Where does God live?” asked one of our tiny ones at a recent Sunday Sessions gathering. Without really thinking, I launched into a basic level explanation of God’s omni-presence. “But doesn’t God have a house?” she persisted. Suddenly I knew where she was going with her confusion over buildings, that is, churches, often referred to as “God’s house.” How many of us are like little children in this regard? We build edifices to remind us that the sacred dwells right in the midst of chaotic cities because we need to see something tangible and we need to be able to dwell within the confines of sacred space. Yet, where does God really live? The answer lies within the multiplicity of dwelling places of the human heart, unconfined by structures, walls and borders.