This post from Barb is quite wonderful. Her lovely verse reminds me so much of the lines from Peter Mayer’s song, “Holy Now”
“This morning outside I stood
saw a little red-winged bird
shining like a burning bush
singing like a scripture verse…”
Barb’s post inspires me to share Mayer’s song, and Sunday is the perfect day for it, so I’ll try to add a link to it. His words express so well the shift in perspective that “Everything is Holy Now”.