When it’s right in front of me
I don’t always notice.
When it’s one among many
I don’t always perceive its beauty.
When it catches my heart
I don’t always trust what I sense is true.
When it’s offered without apparent cost
I don’t always see its worth.
*Stuff We All Get
Photo and poem by Heidi Nelson.
Where do you see God in what is going on around you? Show us!