Today’s I’d like to feature an abbreviated version of the poem, i thank You God for this most amazing” by e. e. cummings. (From Jane Beal at, the Poetry Place blog—check it out to read the full version and all kinds of wonderful poems.)


“i thank You God for most this amazing” by e.e. cummings


i thank You God for most this amazing

day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees

and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything

which is natural which is infinite which is yes


how should tasting touching hearing seeing

breathing any–lifted from the no

of all nothing–human merely being

doubt unimaginable You?


(now the ears of my ears awake and

now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

e.e. cummings


Today Sunday Share (Flannery O’Connor)

Here is an excerpt from a young Flannery O’Connor’s journal quoted from The New Yorker (

Dear God, I cannot love Thee the way I want to. You are the slim crescent of a moon that I see and my self is the earth’s shadow that keeps me from seeing all the moon. The crescent is very beautiful and perhaps that is all one like I am should or could see; but what I am afraid of, dear God, is that my self shadow will grow so large that it blocks the whole moon, and that I will judge myself by the shadow that is nothing. . . .

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