Touched in the Head, or Finding God in Daily Life

This comes from a friend. I found it beautiful and wanted to share it. (Thanks Cathy!)

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I grant that I am unjustly sentimental about mundane things like oatmeal and hand-knit socks. There's a reason that the word "touched" -- pronounced "teched" -- is synonymous with "soft in the head" and I am it. I just don't make the distinction that a lot of Church People (I manifestly am distinguishing these from Christians) seem to, between secular and spiritual.

I have seen the hand of God and heard His voice in encouraging smiles from strangers, Mary Oliver's Wild Geese, bald babies, freckles, French roast, a well-designed vacuum cleaner (my children are so tired of my asking them to admire good engineering of everyday things), Beethoven's Ninth, and a three-point shot from half court at the buzzer.

I thank the good Lord every morning, sometimes before I even brush my teeth, that I wasn't in church during that Notre Dame-BC game, because there was more of God in the Flutie-to-Phelan pass in than there would have been in any Eucharist.

I have felt the love and presence of Christ more often in my knitting group than in a whack of womens' Bible studies collectives.

I think there is more "Godly leadership" in getting up at 8 in the morning to watch a bunch of 5 year olds run around in the rain and more or less play soccer than in teaching a month of Sunday schools and serving on a "worship team", whatever that is.

I am thoroughly convinced that the Kingdom of God, when it is attained, will come about more through the efforts of those cranky, fiercely loving women in support hose who smell like Southern cooking than the whole caboodle of self-appointed "evangelists".

I know. I can go to hell in seven languages for this perspective. But do you know what? I do not think God minds when we allow ourselves to experience something that brings us to our feet, touches us, pricks at our conscience, or even just redeems our bad morning, and we name it after Him. We could do a whole lot worse by Him.