Some times when I meet you
I find … a peace
A missing peace
A peace of something I would like to have.
Something … still and quiet.
Something that has time to pause
to observe beyond seeing
and listen beyond hearing
and read between my lines
and feel beyond the hard callouses of my opinions.
I’d love to have a peace of all the time in the world.
A peace of something
soothing like cool water on a hot day;
Or a single-origin coffee that yearns
to be savoured
A peace of something that tastes like
curiosity and possibility
and a peace of contentment.
A peace of something infused with
hope and God
when all my infusions are bitter and selfish.
So bless me for a peace of that
which leaves me both
and hungry for more
For every time I leave you
I am …
“Still in One Peace” is a reflection on a sign-off line in an email;
for a meal with the beautiful women from the Heathmont UC women’s fellowship;
with the words of Jesus who sat with them and said
“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness”.