“I once listened to an Indian on television say that God was
in the wind and the water, and I wondered at how beautiful that was because it
meant you could swim in Him or have Him brush your face in a breeze.”
Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz: Nonreligious
Thoughts on Christian Spirituality
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life can be deadly
day in and day out
life dictated by a scheduler
encounters in which nothing
(or little) happens
A mind disengaged
A heart disengaged
Putting in time
Finger on the time clock
In
Finger on the time clock
Out
and yet there is the mountain
fresh with snow
and the wind
scented through the firs
and the sunset
Sacred grandeur
Ah!
For those moments which God
Caresses our eyes, our nose
Our face
Our heart
Life
Restored
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