A+ha.

Holy Now.

Everything is holy now.

 

Everything

A modern-day psalm from Alanis Morissette:
"You see everything, you see every part
You see all my light and you love my dark
You dig everything of which I'm ashamed
There's not anything to which you can't relate
And you're still here."

I heard it on the radio and now own the CD. Reminds me of "where can I run to hide from you, O God?" And the answer is "Nowhere--you're still here."