Each Moment

It is only when I do your work that pride has no meaning for me.

My eyes rest on the present moment. Only on what exists in your presence to be found in this moment.

Things that seem to be important in our world are shallow, meaningless, and melt away.

I release the grasp of the brass ring, the empty promises of our culture, and my heart is fully at peace.

I love and am loved and I rest my body and its longings. Your glory is waiting for me to let go and become still so it can be revealed.

Within me you live and move and breathe.

Allow my peace and connection with you be a way for others to see your grace.

Let me not be tempted to turn away from this knowing and being.

Rewrite of Psalm 131, written 1/25/13