In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was without form and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep; and the Spirit of God was moving over the face of the waters.I can't quite remember the Hebrew word for "Spirit." However, it also means "wind," so the Wind of God was moving over the face of the waters." That's why I like pictures like this, or this, or this, or this.
While reading about St. Anthony (who's feast day was celebrated a scant two days ago and on which day I got to venerate first class relics of Claire, Francis, and Anthony!), I found the story (it's one of his maybe-he-did-maybe-he-didn't miracles) of the jealous husband. His wife had just had a wee baby, and was carried about by the mother, so presumably, the baby would be able to observe the mother's actions. St. Anthony commanded the baby to speak, and the baby declared its mother's innocence. My Dad, upon hearing the story, mused that perhaps the question St. Anthony asked was "Who's your daddy!?"