finding the miraculous

we look to the Beloved One for miracles

we hope for grand gestures

for signs and wonders unmistakable

 

we stumble into our days unsteady

and look bewildered around

 

and see only the ordinary

common people plod around us

in this ordinary time

 

but sacred comes from common

and miracles of love are birth

from the ordinary

 

Jesus made wine out of water

and healed the eyes of the blind man

with spit and dust

 

Jesus look around him and saw the kingdom of God

in a pasture

and in a touch of yeast, mixed into dough

and in the seed of a weed

 

Jesus took what was not enough

some bits of old bread

and a few somewhat smelly fish

and created a banquet for many

 

common men and common women gathered about

this carpenter from Nazareth

tax collectors

lepers

the poor and hungry

fishermen and farmers

 

and out of this common clay

Jesus made Sacred children

 

and so too in this time

the energy of God

turns the mundane into the miraculous

 

turns the graspers into givers

the fearful into the hopeful

the empty into those exploding with hope

the haters into lovers

 

turns sinners into saints

 

the miracles of grace are all around us

hidden in the usual

hidden in us

 

may our hearts burn

and may our eyes see

Sacred

everywhere, everywhere