O Lord our God, there in the corner
of our retirement apartment
hangs the mobile
of driftwood, stones, and pinecones,
that my husband made
when we were first married.
It hung over our bed,
but kept falling down
when I made the bed,
so we hung it over the dining room table
until it fell and broke some dishes.
It has graced the corner
of several living rooms
as we have moved from place to place.
Now, there it is, Lord, a reminder
of the disjointed continuity of our lives.
We give thanks, O Lord our God,
for your presence with us everywhere.
1 John 3:24b:
And by this we know that he abides in us, by the Spirit that he has given us.
Hymn: Be Thou My Vision