During Sunday worship, our congregation sang "How Can We Name a Love," and so much of this beautiful hymn by Brian Wren spoke to me. The last two lines of the first verse read:
Within our daily world, in every human face,
Love's echoes sound and God is found, hid in the commonplace.
Hid in the commonplace. That's were we find God. So often, we want the mountaintop experience, the voice from the burning bush, the whirlwind guiding us through the wilderness. But God shows up in our lives every day in the smile from a stranger, the banter of the barista, the gesture from another driver letting you go first at the intersection, the assistant returning your cart at the grocery store parking lot.
In looking for the whirlwind, we miss Love's echoes sounding quietly and consistently in our daily routine.
How might we feel if we mindfully awoke to life overfilled with Love unconfined to the mountaintop, but spilling out of commonplace moments of each and every day?
We might feel like sharing that love ourselves, reaching out in the commonplace, being the hands and feet and smile of Christ to others.
See the good. Be the good.
And life is good.
Thanks be to God.
