An Abiding Presence

Everything in my life has the potential of revealing God to me.
His presence is in every person, every event, every place.
In anything I do, anything I have, anything I experience.
From the smallest atom to the biggest star.

If I could just capture a moment and hold it in the palm of my hand
I would see eternity’s sunrise and the face of God.
If I were to hold a grain of sand between my fingers,
I would soon realize I am playing with a particle that used to be a star.

Looking at myself, I am aware that I have been fearfully and wonderfully made indeed.
My body is two thirds water and so is the earth that nurtures me.
There are as many neurons in my brain as there are stars in our galaxy.
And, as I breathe, my heart beats in sympathetic vibrations with the rest of the universe.

I pray that I will never be so blind or insensitive as to miss it when God talks to me.
I rise in the morning and He greets me with the freshness of the dawn.
The passing of the seasons are His many ways of showing how he cares.
The people He sends my way are His ways of messaging me throughout the day.

I give you thanks that I am fearfully, wonderfully made; wonderful are your works. Psalm 139

Jesus said to them,
“Woe to you, Chorazin! Woe to you, Bethsaida!
For if the mighty deeds done in your midst
had been done in Tyre and Sidon,
they would long ago have repented,
sitting in sackcloth and ashes.
But it will be more tolerable for Tyre and Sidon
at the judgment than for you.
And as for you, Capernaum, ‘Will you be exalted to heaven?
You will go down to the netherworld.’
Whoever listens to you listens to me.
Whoever rejects you rejects me.
And whoever rejects me rejects the one who sent me.”
Luke 10:13-16


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