These Holy Days

What exactly is meant by “a day?” To be spent, saved, or given in one way and not another. Better days. Days gone by. "Days of our Lives." A long, sad look over your shoulder. These Holy days. Moments we have been given. One at a time. The always here and the ever now. To find God, the Divine and the Holy, rooted in space and in time. Christ, rooted in your life. Rooted in the people and in the world around you. Flowing through. Branching out. Encompassing. Embracing. The Source, Aim, and End of your life. This question of time. The numbering of days and counting grains of sand. When one moment; when this grain of sand, is what we hold. The distance between “I and Thou.” How is it spanned? How can two, reaching out to one another, fail to embrace? Easy… Tragic. A question of fate and of timing. “Ruins of the day.” Why this feeling of effort? Why this sense of burden? Why this fear? You are seeking God? He's looking for you. You say you want a revelation? God has opened His life to you. You want to hear God’s voice? He is calling you by name. “God is drawing nigh.” He is before you, beside you, and within you. God is Here. God is Now. Forever and Ever. Amen.