the patience of ordinary things
It is a kind of love, is it not?
How the cup holds the tea,
How the chair stands sturdy and foursquare,
How the floor receives the bottoms of shoes
Or toes. How soles of feet know
Where they're supposed to be.
I've been thinking about the patience
Of ordinary things, how clothes
Wait respectfully in closets
And soap dries quietly in the dish,
And towels drink the wet
From the skin of the back.
And the lovely repetition of stairs.
And what is more generous than a window?
+ Pat Schneider
Tell us, what ordinary things remind you of the grace of God?
For us, Kate Reiser's photo and the sweet cozy she knit for her mug tell the whole, wide world that God's warm love is all around...