Days pass and the years vanish as we walk
sightless among miracles. Lord, fill our eyes 
with seeing and our minds with knowing.

Let there be moments when your Presence, like
lightening illumines the darkness in which we 
walk. Help us to see, wherever we gaze, that
the bush burns unconsumed.

And we, clay touched by God, will reach out for 
holiness and exclaim in wonder, “How filled
with awe is this place and we did not know it”.