I began to see that the intent of Christ was never to relegate redemption to the spiritual realm, leaving us to wait desperately to shed this cumbersome physical world.

No, he is in all things and he holds everything together.

He is in the bread we eat, he is in the touch of our neighbor, he is in the tears of our children, he is in the dirt we dig up, and he is in the voice of the poor. 

I can’t escape the million proofs of a Creator’s delight in creation nor his determination to use it to woo me on earth.