With flowers and fog
With mist and rain
People are quitting their houses
Just to make it another day
If we were all farmers
We would not be quitting our houses
So soon
Maybe not at all today
I do not know where
My apples and oats come from
Except to say
That they come from the earth
The good earth
Created by the good Lord
It is good to rest this morning
With apples and oats
Piping hot
Like my coffee, too
I am already done sleeping
Having let the day gently roll back the covers
Having laid their for longer than schedule
I found my thoughts wondering
And then settled on this thought for today:
Grace…be with grace today
As much grace as possible
Today I left my cocoon finally
When I woke up this morning
the fog of my mind lifted
when I went outside
And the song of the streets,
birds, and laughter, and a breeze
lifted my spirit
I’m letting go of thoughts of
who I should be I’m going naked
I’m going to be
I’m just going to be
Barefoot and blessed
by Char Keniston, http://charlotteinguatemala.blogspot.com
Thanks be to God who brings new life to us daily through Jesus Christ.
I am amazed to see the small ways God is extending grace to us each day.
Even as I write these words, I know that people I know are suffering, are desperate for some hope. Friends are sick, unemployed, facing illegal status or foreclosure.
Let us be for one another instruments of peace…Let us not cease our praying in petitions, advocacy, in silent contemplation, in groaning or weeping
Let us participate in the smallest forms of resistance…with gentleness instead of violence may we approach our neighbor
Bearing witness to the divinity and humanity of God in Christ, let us honor the lives of every one we meet.
