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We are blind, too often
to the means of grace
the ways God makes himself
visible to us, in the current age
in this slice of earth
we call home
We are blind, to the moments of grace
to those treasures, those jewels
hanging in plain sight
waiting for our joy
for our presence
to see them,
experience
the cornucopia
the means of grace
are all around us

October 23, 2007 14:05
Walk to Emmaus

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