I have been profoundly affected by One Day.
One Day I will own a house. This house will be big enough for my wife and children, but with little extra space to spare. In the back of the house will be a garden, for One Day I will be one who grows at least some of my own food. I will not, One Day, be one who plants a couple of turnips, quotes a little Wendell Berry, and feel good about myself for becoming one with the land, because I'll still rely on H-E-B to make me that good roasted salsa.
One day I will wake up in the middle of the night for no other reason than to watch her sleep. I'll gently move her hair out of her face so I can see it all. If One Day this should cause her to wake up, then so be it. We all know what happens when two people are awake. If she doesn't wake up, that's ok as well. It'll be a treat just to watch her sleep.
One Day I'll learn how to get this whole God thing down, without all the self-consciousness and self-referential arrogance that has accompanied me all these years. I'll pray because the inertia of my being will allow me to do nothing else and, One Day, I'll sing and it will sound as good to everyone else as it does to me. One Day I will see God as more than just the stamp of validation for all I hold dear, for One Day I will realize God as the all I hold dear.
As Michael Tolcher sings, One Day we'll laugh about it like we knew what all was happening. We will, One Day, finally be in on the joke. We will then, One Day, laugh and laugh as friends laugh at ordinary things because they are just plain ordinary.
I have been profoundly affected by One Day. (What did you think I was talking about?)