As the world “pauses,”
My heavy heart seeks hope,
And my weary soul wonders, “How long?”
In the midst of what seems dark,
The Lord responds with tender words,
“Behold, I make all things new” (Rev. 21:5).
Perceiving His presence within and around me
I rest for a moment
To receive what He offers
New eyes to see the little things:
The silver sliver of the moon
The turtledoves nesting, twig by twig
The flowering colors of spring
New ears to hear the little things:
“Good morning” from a passing stranger
The soothing voice of one familiar
His whispers in the stillness
New heart to know the little things:
The need for Another
The priority of prayer
The gift of having less
New mind to think the little things:
This too shall pass
One day at a time
I am not alone
New voice to speak the little things:
How are you
I’m sorry
I love you
And with gratitude I realize as this new grace rises
That the things I thought were so little
Need not be little anymore.
Sr. Catherine Mary, CFR