the eucharist of the ordinary

“We seldom notice how each day is a holy place Where the eucharist of the ordinary happens, Transforming our broken fragments Into an eternal continuity that keeps us.”

― John O'Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Invocations and Blessings

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in the evening

my tired soul

is often scattered

broken apart

by the way of the world

by apathy

and betrayal

ingratitude

i have wandered through my day

carrying the burden

of anger

and resentment

I have let others erode me

until I almost disappear

and then

in ordinary moments

eucharist happens

moments of sacred favor

which come in common ways

a smile, a hug

sunrise, sunset

a moment of solitude

and then

the day becomes a holy place

and I reborn

find

if only for a moment

the eternal

me