Holy Now – Peter Mayer
When I was boy each week…on Sunday we would go to church
And pay attention to the priest…and he would read the holy word,
And consecrate the holy bread…and everyone would kneel and bow,
Today the only difference is…everything is holy now.
Everything, everything, everything is holy now.
When I was in Sunday school…we would learn about the time
Moses split the sea in two…Jesus made the water wine.
And I remember feeling sad…that miracles don’t happen still
But now I can’t keep track…’cause everything’s a miracle,
Everything, everything, everything’s a miracle.
Wine from water is not so small…but an even better magic trick
Is that anything is here at all.
So the challenging thing becomes…not to look for miracles,
But finding where there isn’t one.
When holy water was rare at best…it barely wet my fingertips,
But now I have to hold my breath…like I’m swimming in a sea of it
It used to be a world half there…heaven’s second rate hand-me-down,
But I walk it with a reverent air…’cause everything is holy now.
Read a questioning child’s face…and say it’s not a testament,
That’d be very hard to say.
See another new morning come…and say it’s not a sacrament,
I tell you that it can’t be done.
This morning, outside I stood…and saw a little red-winged bird,
Shining like a burning bush…singing like a scripture verse.
It made me want to bow my head…I remember when church let out,
How things have changed since then…everything is holy now.
It used to be a world half there…heaven’s second rate hand-me-down,
But I walk it with a reverent air…’cause everything is holy now.
(From the CD: Million Year Mind by Peter Mayer)
