Lyrics from “Holy Now” by Peter Mayer:
“When I was in Sunday school, we would learn about the time Moses split the sea in two and Jesus made the water wine . . . .”
“I remember feeling sad, miracles don’t happen still, and now I can’t keep track, ‘cause ev’rything’s a miracle . . . .”
“When holy water was rare at best, it barely wet my fingertips. Now, I have to hold my breath, like I’m swimmin’ in a sea of it. . . .”
“This mornin’ outside I stood. I saw a little red wing bird, shining like a burning bush and 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.”