With vacations, celebrations, and special days on the calendars, our thoughts can float to the future and raise us up from the monotonous present.
And yet, the beauty of the middle spaces surprises me — the walk between buildings, the commute between home and work, the world at sunrise, or the sky at sunset. Yes — the ordinary spaces have become increasingly sweet. These transitions between home, work, church, day, night, and life — the daily crossings — are holy.
Who dares despise the day of small things? (Zechariah 4:10)