Father, I'm surrounded by the good. Yes I see the evil.
It's in me. It's in others. I'm aware of it.
So sometimes I forget that I'm surrounded by the good.
The functionless poetry of You being You and creatively toying with my cosmos.
Through the rods and cones of my eyes.
Through my reverberating ear drum.
Through my sense of scent and my tasting deeply.
I'm surrounded by the good.
I'm surrounded by You. Emmanuel. God with us. Always with us. And in us.
Remind me and let my attention lead to ascension in my heart and my spirit today.