morning light presses against the window pane and
slips through the slats of the blinds
promises of more to come
joy
love
laughter
muted tones now
greys hint at the color of things in actuality
but
the morning is slow
soon I’ll rise
I’ll fling wide those blinds
draw them up
so they impede no longer
the technicolor world
the rush and noise of life
a world of possibility
of wonder
of hope
I’ll fling wide those blinds to see all things
becoming new
whole
sweet
holy
God at work
ever creating
and we
the continual work
of God’s hands
Pastor Anna Gordy (she/ her/ hers) is a resident of San Antonio who grew up in the Deep South and who moved regularly across the continental United States as an adult. She is grateful after a lifetime of searching to finally be able to call Texas “home”. Mother, grandmother(!), artist, spouse, lover, pastor, and friend are her callings, and she believes the call we share is to be neighbor to all the world.