.........and i meet God

I was listening to the translation of a verse from Geeta last Sunday. and Swamiji explained a situation when we can attain Nirvana. When our soul meets the Almighty. He said the devotion and selfless service can help us attain Nirvana. People agreed with him completely. I did too.
But i meet him all the time. I meet God when i see my kids happily sleeping in their bed. I see God when i see a happy bird eating a bite of bird seed. When i see a kid licking an ice-cream. I meet God in the play ground when i see kids cheerfully playing and screaming with joy. I meet Him when i eat a big bite of multi layered Chocolate-nut-rum pastry! I meet Him when i get a smile and a hug form my husband when kids are in bed and we are ready to see our favourite comedy show. When my plants are in full bloom, when i smell the first bud of my Jasmine with a foot of snow outside. When i try a new recipe and it taste just like what i had tasted earlier. When i see a wonderful shoes and they fit me right too! When i can sleep in late on Saturday without worrying about the dirty kitchen. When i walk in the house and my cleaning lady has put a surprise bunch of fresh flowers. when i go to a salon and my hairdresser in a good mood. When my nail tech is happy with his wife. When my husband is with kids as i watch a chick movie on DVR. When the doctor's office gets me to the doctor without delay. When i go to people's place and they recognise my clean footwear.
I see Him in different ways and meet him in different places. How i see Him and where i meet Him is totally different from what others might. I keep my eyes open my tongue clean and my ears activated. I am always ready to see Him feel Him, Taste His presence, listen to His voice. i just wonder all the time where do others see Him. How do they hear Him, or taste His presence. I wonder about kids, i wonder about babies and women and men. I wonder how would a woman in her 80's will see Him. How would a single woman with 4 kids falling behind her mortgage would hear Him? I also wonder how does does a homeless old man ,thrown out by his own kids taste his presence?
I wonder...! and i wonder.