"We have to learn to live in the gray day according to what we saw on the mount" -- Oswald.
This, I think, is the great challenge of my life -- perhaps everyone's life -- to live in the mundane world of the everyday, never losing sight of the divine, believing that God is as real, as relevant, as powerful, as involved, as loving and as breathtaking as he as ever been. My God created a flower that looks like a bleeding heart. He spit into the dirt and gave a man his sight. He washed his disciples' feet and broke his own body.
Even when my life seems like nothing more than a series of meaningless events, it is still a life in which the Creator of the universe is present and active. I've just got to keep looking up -- even on the gray days.
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