Each moment, each thought, each image before our eyes
magical seconds, instances of time
revelations of God’s grace
present now, all around us
swirling round our vision, our lives
Take the moments, the time to see them
feel God’s presence in the sights, the sounds,
the things of this earth, the sharing of our lives
the wonderful surprises, the moments
of ordinary grace, extraordinary
only because we fail to see
how much is heaped on us
each day, amid the clutter of our lives
April 19, 2008
Exodus 3:5 and reflections on
Ann Weems’s poem, “Holy Ground”
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