A liturgy
of feeling the carpet
below my socked feet
and bowing in
worship
listening to YouTube
releasing all to Almighty God
as I breathe out.
Exhalation.

The solace
of slowly dicing onions
sliding them off the
knife into melted butter to
simmer
quiet music soothing
preparing hot soup
to nourish my family.
Creation.

The sacrifice
of lacing on sneakers
to follow worn asphalt
past my neighbors’ homes to
refresh
feeling sunshine on tired cheeks
receiving the Father’s gifts
as I take each step.
Reception.

How the Spirit moves
within the grace of everyday.
How Christ surrounds
in what appears to be ordinary.
How the Father loves
who we are in the simplicity
of being.

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