Beauty in the Target parking lot I’m on an errand to restock toilet paper. Immersed in the mundane. Suddenly, beauty taps me on the shoulder. She reminds me. Immersed in mundane. Or, steeped in sacred. It’s only a point of view I choose. Related 0 Comments Share: You Might Also Like Surprised by grace July 25, 2016 The Making of a Whole Heart, part 1 September 5, 2017 Look for the wind in the trees August 29, 2016 No Comments Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Name * Email * Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.