Monday, November 26, 2007


Sometimes they slip by without notice
Sometimes they’re very hard to see
Other times it’s all so clear
When they’re happening to me


Bright penny on the sidewalk
Can’t buy nothin’ by itself
But when I hold it in my hands
It’s a tiny piece of priceless wealth


These are the small graces
The little moments when the miracles come
These are the small graces
Small graces leading me to the larger ones


A smile that is not automatic
That lingers on a little more
Than the time it takes to count my change
The time it takes to close the drawer


Small graces surely have a meaning
Beyond their merely passing by
They are a reminder to the heart
There’s more to life than meets the eye
More to life than meets the eye


Cheerful greetings unexpected
Shared by strangers on the run
For when the sky is clouded over
Still the promise of the sun...


Is in the small graces
The little moments when the miracles come
These are the small graces
Small graces pointing me to the larger ones


Small graces
Little glimpses of the kingdom come
From unexpected places
These are the small graces


Small Graces
Words & Music: Bob Bennett
1996 Bright Avenue Songs (ASCAP)

5 comments:

jayjay said...

Aw, lovely. Thanks, it's great to see you're up and running again. Does this mean you've moved already?

A New Day said...

Sarah,

You are loved beyond measure. You are my Sister Forever. I miss you and you should know that no matter the time and space between us...She's a Holy City, coming down from Heaven...Spirit of His Spirit, We're His Love. (Remember the back yard, the candles, the song, the chimes of the bells and mostly Sisters).

I hear your sweet voice in my memories and think of you often.

God Is With You Sis,
Annette

Goody said...

Oh, how I love that song! Yes, it is the small graces that one remembers and cherishes.

Angie Hagist said...

just wanted to say miss you. :)

Pound said...

awwwwwww!!!!