Moments of Grace

Yesterday I was having an afternoon that wasn't going right. I went to the church to set up, and found the chapel chairs in disarray, so I rearranged them. I plugged in the iron but it wouldn't start, and none of the alternative linens were less wrinkled than the one I was trying to iron (per clergy request).

But when I went to the back of the church for something, I walked back up the center aisle, and about midway up it, my hands went up in the air.

It was good to feel the Presence in the midst of the Setup-Bustle and Things-Going-Wrong.

When I thought about it last night, the hymn "We are marching in the light of God" came to mind, although today's sequence ("It's me, O Lord, standing in the need of prayer") was pretty good as well.