This Past Week.

This past week...

I saw a giant, white bird rising out of the vineyards as the sun shone just above the mountains in the east.

I walked in the orchards of plumb trees as birds flew from branch to branch, their purple-blue matching precisely the colours of the fruit, while dragonflies whirred by and jackrabbits ran through the grass.

I sat in awe of the consecrated host and pondered the meaning of Christ’s words, “I am the Bread of Life.”

I met people who are free of guile and pretense. People who know what it is to love God and be loved by Him.

I laid down and stared up at a vast field of diamonds at 4 in the morning.

I saw Christ everywhere.