What have I become blinded to?
The question
presented within the writings 
of an amazing mind
took my breath away.
For,
when was the last time
I saw God
in the pleading eyes 
of the vagrant on the street
or 
heard His voice
in the incessant ramblings
of a colleague in need
or 
trusted His will
in the political powers
raping my country of its foundational truths? 
When was the last time
I simply held
my mother’s hand
instead of scurrying about
to fill her pill caddy precisely
or
turn all the calendars in her home to the correct date?
When was the last time
I stopped long enough 
to sit with God
and melt into His Grace?