Friday, September 17, 2010

stop picking blackberries

I'm reading a delightful book by Fiona Castle titled His Light in Our Darkness: an Anthology of Praise. It's filled with hymns and poems and the author's own meditations. Today I read a little poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning:

Earth's crammed with heaven
And every common bush afire with God
But only he who see it takes off his shoes
The rest sit round it and pick blackberries.

Isn't this a fascinating situation to visualize? I can just see a crowd of people bustling around picking blackberries while one quiet person stands barefoot in worshipful awe because he has become aware of God's presence and heard God's voice. It's so easy to get caught up in our daily duties--many of them necessary, some of them related to our ministry--and forget to stop in awe and wonder at the presence of God. Maybe we can't see His fire, but His spirit lives within us, and His word is available to us.

Lord, keep me aware of You and focused on You today.

Note: I'm a featured author at The Pastor's Wife Speaks today.

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