Turning. We turn a phrase. We turn on a dime. We turn the other cheek. We turn inward. Our seasons turn. We turn the page. Turn, turn, turn. In our turnings may we happen to catch a glimpse of the Truth as it escapes from our peripheral vision. As the world turns may the motion tickle our stomachs and bring us delight. May we turn and find ourselves in awe of unexpected wonder. As the old Shaker song reminds us, “To turn, turn will be our delight, till by turning, turning we come ’round right.” For the many turns and twists in life we are eternally grateful. Blessed Be, and Amen.
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