From a book by a Newfoundlander called {The Confessions of Nipper Mooney}
"A lot of so called religious people can't see any further than the church, they tinks God lives there-never steps outside those big oak doors. But I sees  Him more clearly out here, out in the woods and barrens, in the juniper, in the eyes of  the fox, in the tings He made!

From Tim O'Briens Vietnam novel , "The Things They Carried"   A young American is staying in cabins near the Canadian border trying to decide if he really wants to be a Draft Dodger, the old fellow who owns the cabins is a quiet man who suspects what the boy is doing but makes no comments over the days, except,        "one evening, just at sunset, he pointed up at an owl circling over the violet-lighted forest to the West, "Hey O'Brien", he said, "There's Jesus"