Many of us rush, rush, rush through life. Errands, work, the bits and pieces of our lives just pile on, don't they? But there are quiet moments, ones we must make a point to notice and savor. The next time something catches your eye, pause to capture the moment, the flash of color, or a snatch of music. These tiny gifts are graces, occasions to remind us that there is something more to life than the rushed pace at which many of us live.
The street I drive down nearly every day provides one of these graces. On that major street is a property that marks the corners of its walls with gargoyles, one on each side of the half-circle drive. A woman I refer to as the gargoyles's mom decks them out during the year - fishing hats and poles for Father's Day. Lunch boxes and back packs for "back-to-school" and when the Colorado Avalanche won the Stanley Cup, the Gargoyles were appropriately decked out with goalie masks and Avalanche Jersey. They made the sports report that night on local television.
Today, they were presenting the passing traffic with little bouquets of fall flowers.
What are the everyday graces flowing past which you might have been too busy to savour?