For Transcendence

Thank You, God,

For Your hand that reaches to me,
touching my arm, tapping my shoulder,
telling me to pause and to look and to listen
at all the windows of the soul.

Help me to see something in those windows,
something of heaven in every earthly event,
something of the divine spark in every human soul.

Please, dear God, give me grace to stand, shoes in hand,
before all that in some way bears Your glory,
for I don't want to spend my days
just sitting around
plucking blackberries...

(A prayer by Ken Gire from his book, Windows of the Soul, p. 45)