A Drop of Grace

3 Nov

In the somber evening of this overcast day,
while walking among the ancient sentinels
at the base of a shadow etched canyon,
I felt the touch of a single droplet of
moisture on my arm.  Slight touch.
Gentle touch.

The stately saguaros tuned to watch my reaction.
A gray dove, snuggled in the arms of
a weathered mesquite tree, offered a
deep throated purring sound as a gift
to the moment.  Her audible mummer
resembled what I imagine a smile would
project if it could be heard.

Instead of beading and falling to the
ground, the transparent droplet spread
in shape and size, moving toward my hand
and my shoulder at the same time.
I stopped.  Everything stopped.  The
universe paused.  Creation took a
deep breath and witnessed an extraordinary
encounter.  A single droplet bathed the
moment and me.

One drop from the enormity of universal
Mystery, from a Heart that in the sacred
moment beat in unison with my own,
one minuscule, momentous drop caressed
skin and soul with exuberant awareness,
unsteadiness like the plates of earth shifting,
deep joy, startling  connection.

One small drop of Grace is almost more
that a human being can bear.

3 Responses to “A Drop of Grace”

  1. GAF (grateful adoring fan) November 3, 2018 at 6:08 am #

    I thought of you this morning as I watched five species of birds searching for food under the dew soaked leaves. And I wondered what beautiful words you would use to share to describe God’s amazing love. Thank you for sharing the vision of ‘one drop of Grace.”

  2. Judith Boroto November 3, 2018 at 10:58 am #

    Beautiful. Thank you.

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