I’m filled with a sense of awesome wonder this ordinary morning. It is, in fact, the very ordinariness of this morning that imbues me with a sense of just how astonishing the ordinary is! How incredible that it is simply the normal course of things for life to unfold and dance before our very eyes…I can almost hear the grass growing as new green blades appear through the dry yellow remnants of last year. I offer you a long-time favourite poem by e. e. cummings:
i thank You God for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any–lifted from the no
of all nothing–human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
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May the extraordinary gift
of this ordinary day
stir you at the core of our being,
(re)turn you toward that
which is infinite which is yes.
Filled with gratitude,
may we become
even more aware
of the interconnectedness
of all that was, is, and yet to come.
May an ever deepening sense
of relationship,
of oneness,
transform our living.
Amen.
