More on “must be present to win,” at least sort of:
An old Hebrew prayer:
“Days pass and years vanish and we walk sightless among miracles. Lord, fill our eyes with seeing and our minds with knowing. Let there be moments when your Presence, like lightning, illuminates the darkness I which we walk. Help us so see, wherever we gaze, that the bush burns, unconsumed. And we, clay touched by God, will reach our for holiness and exclaim in wonder, “How filled with awe is this place and we did not know it.”
Sad but true – “we walk sightless among miracles.” This weekend, walking the neighborhood, I was listening to a podcast talking about the wonders in our everyday lives, and the person being interviewed used trees as an example. This caused me, for the first time in this walk, to gaze up at the tree above me. She was correct. I took this picture.
Sometimes, “we walk sightless among miracles,” at others, we recognize “how filled with awe this place is. Photo attached.
It occurs to me... 