certain places and sanctuaries

I'll confess: I used to find God and feel sanctuary mostly in certain places.  

Church.  That was the certain place.

One certain building.  

A certain kind of music.  

Certain words, spoken by a certain person, in certain ways.

And as certainty has fallen away from my life, I have felt the loss of those certain things.

Slowly slowly slowly though, I've started to find God, to see Love, in new places.

Unexpected sanctuaries, the not-certain--these have become places of joy for me lately.

This week, I found God in blue skies.

I found God in hidden city gardens.

I found God at the Granada Theater, singing along with The Oh Hellos.

I found God in the embrace of my family.

I found God on my yoga mat, in deep breaths and deep gratitude.

If God is, as I was always taught, omnipresent, present everywhere, then this should be no surprise to anyone.  But somehow it's been a surprise to me

Sanctuary, it turns out, is everywhere.

I just didn't know how to see it, outside the certain places.

And maybe I needed to leave the certain places, to find the sanctuary that is everywhere.

I can never escape from your Spirit!

I can never get away from your presence!

If I go up to heaven, you are there;

if I go down to the grave, you are there.

If I ride the wings of the morning,

If I dwell by the farthest oceans,

even there your hand will guide me,

and your strength will support me.

Psalm 139:7-10

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