"The Golden Moments of the
steam of life rush past us," wrote
George Eliot, "and we see nothing
but sand."
Have we ever let any Golden Moments
slip past? What about...
The time our children wanted our attention,
but we kept reading the paper
The time our kids wanted to get
an ice-cream cone, but we took a nap
The time our wife wanted some empathy,
but we gave her an argument
The time that young man in the twelfth pew
wanted a kind word, but we gave him
a snubbed nose
Oh, Lord, deliver us from raising sand
Help us, instead, to make of our moments,
golden grains of sunshine