The
word “reverence” has to do with treating someone or something with respect and
honor, and it strikes me that today, and any day, deserves this kind of
treatment. As I sit with Delycia during breakfast with bright sunshine slowly
spreading across the yard, I almost feel a sense of amazement at the appearance,
once again, of so many marvels this morning. This sunshine, for instance, has
brought its gifts to us from billions of miles away, and now it’s making our winter
grass look almost golden and the side of the house next door shine like a sheet
of silver. I see the trees swaying slightly in passing breezes, which makes me
wonder how many little and large movements I will see today – the sway of
Delyica’s arms as she walks through the house, the easy passing of cars along
our street, the sudden rising of birds from a bush.
Like
all days, this is surely a day for reverence, a day to welcome and bow to and
give a greeting of esteem and praise.
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