Mundane Moment
MUNDANE MOMENT
“Be still and know that I am….”
From Psalm 46, verse 5
On a silver winter night
I sat in the downstairs bathroom
reading Roman history (chasing
Germans across the Rhine), waiting
for my laxative to work
Engrossed for a while, sure I was
being watched, I looked straight ahead
into the large vertical mirror that made
my location and my business seem almost
public, saw the three-over-three arts and
crafts windows where through the upper
right-hand pane was a full silver moon
staring patiently over my head like a
long-time friend and mentor letting an
awkward moment pass before announcing
his presence
I turned out the light
and the hovering moon, like a man with
dangerous skills switching from a game to
really serious business, suddenly became big,
solving angles and lenses of windows and
mirrors to enter my space, fill up the small
room of porcelain and human, silence and
book, giving enough light for me to say
later that I’d been seen and been met, been
approached and caressed at a most
mundane moment by the
presence of God!
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