As I finish reading,
as I dwell on words I’ve read,
I realise how I rush
at life
how I get caught up
in your hectic pace
your must do
have to
get up and go
don’t miss out
got to be there
GOT
TO
BE
WHERE?
Where is better than here?
Here as the dawn unfolds,
here as the soft white clouds part to reveal
a clear, azure sky.
Here as I savour the soft, warm air ……
Take the moment.
Dwell in it, receive it.
It is a gift from God.
He’s given it.
We can receive it……
Not as a greedy child
tearing off the wrapping
tossing the gift aside
desperate for the next.
Not like that.
But as one who
savours the receiving,
the paper, the opening,
the look of the giver,
the place where you receive,
the slow, gentle revelation
of gift
…… and the gift,
just for you,
fashioned, chosen,
special.
This moment,
this gift,
for you, My child,
receive it,
receive.
( ‘Be still my soul’ re-