Sometimes I have loved the peacefulness of an ordinary Sunday.
It is like standing in a newly planted garden after a warm rain.
You can feel the silent and invisible life.
~Marilynne Robinson from Gilead
As I am covered with Sabbath rest
quiet and deep
as if being planted in soil
just warming from a too long winter~
I know there is nothing ordinary
about what is happening.
I am called by the Light
to push out against darkness,
reaching to the sky
touched by the Source of all
that makes me thrive.
Nothing more extraordinary
than an ordinary Sunday.