Here I am.
At the end of another day.
Looking back at it I wonder about the way I spent my time.
Did I use it wisely and well?
Investing it in those tasks and people that were the most important at that moment?
Doing my best to recognize grace when it brushed up against my life?
Or, seeing in the other the imprint of the holy that I believe each of us bear?
Did anything I do add to that which I imagine and name as the Kingdom of God?
Did I add my weight to that long arc of history helping to bend it in the direction of justice?
Or did I just allow the moments to slip by?
Unaware of how precious they were?
How limited in number they are?