And God blessed time,
That Sabbath day.
Not a space,
Or a place,
But minutes, seconds, hours,
Pauses.
Gaps in the madness,
In the work and distraction,
In the pressures and responsibilities.
Instants, moments,
Pauses.
Places to stop,
Wherever we are,
For as long as we can.
To savour the moment,
To remember the gift,
To step into the light.
Pauses,
Wherever we find ourselves,
A church of stopping,
Stepping out of the traffic,
Into temporary snatches
Of holy now.
Genesis 2 v 3
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