Subbing in art I came across this spunky 1st grader who was determined to tell me an important incident before allowing me to move on as I wandered around tables of children immersed in wonderful art messes.
She told me that she drew a picture of God and went on to explain…
“My dad said,” she mimicked in a stern father-voice, “How can you draw a picture of God, no one knows what he looks like!”
And she said,
“They do now, because I am finished with my drawing!”
She waited for me to say something in hanging silence…
So I proceeded,
“How did he look?”
And with her six year old assertive confidence declared…
“He looked good!”
Cancer’s score card added another tally. I am angry at Cancer. I hate it’s thievery with a vengeance!
I feel frightened as it steals yet
another innocent life.
I am sad.
Christmas time can be hectic and bothersome or
it can be quiet, soothing, and precious.
My friend’s life deserves the honor of the latter as I reflect on her goodness.
Today I play carols on low so I have to make an effort to really listen.
Today I wrap gifts slowly and think with gratitude about the person I am giving to, and smile that they are in my life.
Today I will bake and fill my home with soothing aromas of the season then eat comfort food and savor the taste.
Today I will hug my pillows before I fluff making the beds.
Today I will sit and look at my Christmas tree without any noise.
Today I will feed my forest family and take a walk no matter how frosty I feel, and smell the air, and thank God for the beauty of the earth right in front of my eyes.
Today I will listen to the dryer sound, sweep the floors and fold the socks and feel life in my home in the messes.
Tonight I will tuck my children in bed and lie awake and listen to their breathing.
Today I will place trust in my God who is in charge.
Today I will Believe
and hold tightly to Christmas…
in all its goodness and peace.