Poem May 9, 1988 ISSUE

Right where you are

Mary J. Steele

Declare it for yourself right where you are— the presence of goodness the language of prayer.

Chaos is a false show of hands—clamoring for attention. It says to you: "Ahh! But look at that!" Should you run like a frantic child for cover? No!

Stand perfectly still. At this very moment order prevails. God's allness is your assurance that good is expressed everywhere— and that good certainly includes you, right where you are.

Mary J. Steele

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