Where God Ain't

I got this poem in an email and thought that it said quite a lot in just a single sentence at the bottom.

AIN'T

He was just a little boy, on a week's first day.
He was wandering home from Sunday School,
And dawdling on the way.
He scuffed his shoes into the grass;
He even found a caterpillar.
He found a fluffy milkweed pod,
And blew out all the 'filler.'

A bird's nest in a tree overhead,
So wisely placed up so high.
Was just another wonder,
That caught his eager eye.

A neighbor watched his zig zag course,
And hailed him from the lawn;
Asked him where he'd been that day
And what was going on.

'I've been to Bible School ,'
He said and turned a piece of sod.
He picked up a wiggly worm replying,
'I've learned a lot about God.'

That's a very fine way,' the neighbor said,
'for a boy to spend his time.'
'If you'll tell me where God is,
I'll give you a brand new dime.'

Quick as a flash the answer came!
Nor were his accents faint.
'I'll give you a dollar, Mister,

IF YOU CAN TELL ME WHERE GOD 'AIN'T'

God is everywhere... There's nowhere you can go to get hide from Him and there's nowhere you can go where He won't be right beside you. God is always there, in your good times and your bad times. All you have to do is reach out and talk to Him.