Sunday, June 5, 2011


Today at church our minister read from Yeats:

When such as I cast out remorse
So great a sweetness flows into the breast
We must laugh and we must sing,
We are blest by everything,
Everything we look upon is blessed.
He emphasized that everything - everything - is blessed. Even Dick Cheney. And that was funny.

But what struck me more was the line above: We are blest by everything. More than the fact that everything around us is blessed all the time is the fact that we are being blessed all around. All the time. The hugs and kisses I share with my family are so much more than just affection - they are blessings. The food I cook, the house I clean - all blessings.

Which is a nice thought to a woman who isn't sure what her job is or if what she does everyday is important. It may be little, but even little blessings are nice.


Wendy said...

Do you go to a UU? That's what it sounds like! (How I miss my UU in Dover.)

What a wonderful reading. And you aren't sure what your job is? Taking care of your family is definitely the most important job of all. ;) They are blessed by your blessings.

Katy said...

Yep, we've started going to a UU and it really is pretty wonderful - if only for a few minutes of meditation!