In the morning, י ה ו ה , you hear my voice; 
early in the morning I make my appeal and watch for you. 
Psalm 5:3     

In the morning, I wake still buoyed by yesterday’s encounters: a conversation with a friend, an email exchange, a committee meeting. All ordinary and all sacred. The day had been non-stop as I moved from task to task, and somehow, rather than being daunted, I felt calm. As if some spirit had ushered me through the maze of my to-do list. Exactly as if.

Sometimes it is only in retrospect that I see God at work in my life. Even though time and experience have taught me that the holy permeates my everydayness, I am not always paying attention. Or rather, I more often give my attention to a voice that tells me I have to accomplish more and it will never be enough and I am already so far behind that disaster and disappointment are inevitable. And I will be found wanting.

And I am found, wanting. I am found by the one who has every hair on my head counted, who replaces my want with needs fulfilled.

Today, I tell myself, I will be on the lookout for that One.