BY LAWRENCE “MACK” HALL

Perceiving God in someone else’s smile
Is awkward even in the best of times
But now we only see a dear friend’s eyes 

Although

In fresh new ways – surprises every day 

We notice masks because we failed to see
The givenness of daily saints obscured
Only by easy familiarity
Inattention on the road to Emmaus 

Perceiving God in someone else’s eyes –
Maybe it’s easier now