Holy Places

Published: March 14, 2023, 12:47 a.m.

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Leddy Hammock

Lyrics from \\u201cHoly Now\\u201d by Peter Mayer:

\\u201cWhen I was in Sunday school, we would learn about the time Moses split the sea in two and Jesus made the water wine . . . .\\u201d

\\u201cI remember feeling sad, miracles don\\u2019t happen still, and now I can\\u2019t keep track, \\u2018cause ev\\u2019rything\\u2019s a miracle . . . .\\u201d

\\u201cWhen holy water was rare at best, it barely wet my fingertips. Now, I have to hold my breath, like I\\u2019m swimmin\\u2019 in a sea of it. . . .\\u201d

\\u201cThis mornin\\u2019 outside I stood. I saw a little red wing bird, shining like a burning bush and singing like a scripture verse. It made me want to bow my head. I remember when church let out. How things have changed since then. Everything is holy now.\\u201d

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