A holy garage sale moment.Posted: May 31, 2007
Every once in a great while, i have moments where i am aware of the holiness of ordinary moments. This awareness comes while i am in the moment and it does come at the most ordinary times.
This past weekend, we had a garage sale. That is, our friends had a garage sale and we brought over 3 station wagons of crap to sell. We set up the scrabble game right in the driveway and waited for the cash like eagles with fake disinterest in the helpless bunnies far below.
Chris had just showed us that his letters spelled “america” if he turned the “w” upside down. Awerica. And there it was, a holy moment. Hanging out with friends, an absolutely gorgeous morning, resting from the weekly labor, meeting neighbors… i probably had a goofy smile on my face.
Those moments last for about 5 seconds. Just long enough to notice and breath very, very deeply, then let it go.