THE THREAD | what it is you stand in awe of

You no longer know
what it is
you stand in awe of:
 
—The child himself,
God swaddled in skin,
God soothed by a song
or whispers of a story,
God already learning
to cry out
and to laugh
at all he would become.
 
—Or the glimpses 
you see daily,
the small gestures of God
still wearing our skin,
a cup passed,
a name written down,
a door knob turned,
a table turned over.
 
You no longer know
and it no longer matters.
 
Give thanks regardless.
And take good notes.
And laugh back.


 

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What I'm reading: Lulu Miller's Why Fish Don't Exist, Maggie Nelson's On Freedom
What I'm listening to: lots of Paul Simon, Outkast's Stankonia, Amy Grant's Christmas Album, The Rise and Fall of Mars Hill podcast
 

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Thanks for reading. I hope your holidays are restful and peaceful.

Andrew