Zebra’s right-side-up

Sometimes I look down in order to look up.  (This anomaly is possible at The Church of the Transfiguration.)  The mosaic floor surrounding the altar is a garden of incredible images.  One morning my eyes are drawn to a tiny multicolor caterpillar strolling on a branch, on another to a long-legged moose or sunny lemons waiting to be picked.  These gems of nature are there for everyone, everyday.  But on that day and at that moment, I feel the Creator of All Things placed them there just for me.