"The miraculous is not extraordinary but the common mode of existence. It is our daily bread. Whoever really has considered the lilies of the field or the birds of the air and pondered the improbability of their existence in this warm world within the cold and empty stellar distances will hardly balk at the turning of water into wine — which was, after all, a very small miracle. We forget the greater and still continuing miracle by which water (with soil and sunlight) is turned into grapes."
— Wendell Berry, excerpted in Meditations on Nature, Meditations on Silence
Whenever I forget, and think that life is just a series of difficulties, all I have to do is go no further than my own compost pile in my own backyard, dig a bit with my bare hands, and unearth an earthworm or two. It never ceases to amaze me how such little creatures can miraculously turn food garbage into rich fertile soil. When I think about such a seemingly little thing, then realize how fantastic this really is, I know there is a God and I know that there are miracles everyday, if we would only take the time to turn the corner on our own mental processing and realize it.
Blessings for this day!
--Liora
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