Sun, 7 April 2019
Leddy Hammock From Peter Mayer’s song, “Holy Now” — “I remember feeling sad that miracles don’t happen still. But now I can’t keep track . . . ‘cause everything’s a miracle…. See another new morning come and say it’s not a sacrament – I tell you that it can’t be done. This morning, outside I stood and saw a little red-winged bird, shining like a burning bush, singing like a scripture verse. It made me want to bow my head. I remember when church let out, how things have changed since then. Everything is holy now. It used to be a world half-there, heaven’s second rate hand-me-down. But I walk it with a reverent air, ‘cause everything is holy now.” |