But I Can't See It

Ever since my son developed croup right before his second birthday, we've been blessed to have an inhaler for him to use when his breathing/coughing get really bad. Because he's still young (three), we use the mask that goes over his mouth for ten seconds while he breathes in the medicine. He snuggles up in my lap, we position the contraption over his mouth and nose, and then we push the button to make the steroid spray into the tube for him to inhale.
"Is it helping? Did it spray that time?" I sometimes ask, even though I can catch a whiff of the medicine as it escapes when I pull the plastic away.
​"I think so. But I can't see it."

So many things exist in this life that we can't see. Sometimes it's helpful things like medicine. Sometimes we can see the effects of unseen things like wind, as the branches blow in the breeze. Or when our skin turns pink from the UV rays. And then sometimes, the unseen is even bigger, like God. But just like the medicine my son has to breathe in every now and then, God is there. How do we know?
Just like the spray from the inhaler, we can sense God in other ways. We can see the perfection of the creation around us and know it had a Creator. We can sense the peace that descends on us when we lift up our worries in prayer. We can discover Him in real-life miracles of babies born, and their innocence as they learn about the world around them. And we can find Him in the pages of the book He left us, too, if we take the time.
Just because something is unseen doesn't mean it isn't there.
​Do you often look for the unseen? Where do you find Him?