Joyful Ruins

Do You meet me in those notes of music that calm my soul? In the sounds of birds singing in the morning?

Is Your love and grace expressed through humanity? Through connections with others and laughter and tears?

I’ve sought You in the rescue, in the big, and miraculous. I’ve been told You are found in the reward or the trial. That You work in absolutes, not the greys. And if life is mostly grey, well, I won’t find You there.

But I think that is where You are. In the ordinary people, moments, life, me. I don’t need to find You. You are here.