Holding Witness

When the sky is a certain grey, and the blue peeks through in a certain way.

At just the right season and time of day

there is only a moment to catch this beautiful glow.

Isn’t this life?

The moments of awe and wonder are fleeting – we have to be in the right place in the right time – and then – then we have to notice.

Hold witness to the moment, because they come and go without fanfare – whether we are there or not to observe it.

But they do happen. All-Of-The-Time. And how cool is it, that sometimes – just sometimes – we are blessed to be part of it.