Front porch sitting is the best kind of sitting for discerning the simple from the complex. Diamonds live along the roadways of the journey. Moses took years before deciding on his path. Let the little ones crawl on their way to finding what interests them most in the moment. Not all clues need to be discovered. Some are best left for the children to uncover. Cherish the friend who knows the difference between sharing and listening with the heart. Then, and not only then, will you find support for each other on the long walk towards home.
Monthly Archives: November 2022
More Clues
Outside you go -
And if you are able
Look on the table.
Since you're outside
Look by the slide!
Go to the porch
That's the thing!
Could you find a clue
Near the swing?
A piggy by the door -
Is it in the back?
Holds another clue
For you to track.
Inside again,
Take a deep breath.
A clue awaits
Under a blue toy chest.
Watch Snow White,
And Peter Pan, too!
Under a chew toy
A clue waits for you!
You are almost done -
Two "Poohs" wait for you
In Balyn's room
Is a treasure for you.
- Cynthia Nelson
Wisdom for the Day
Use the moment to temper with love. The sun does not suddenly appear in the sky but rises with care over the horizon. Breathe deeply before any expostulation. Save unnecessary challenges for the grave. It is okay if your list is different from all others. Question for clarity. Challenge to break comfort. Cherish the energy created in difference. Faith and doubt will always lay down together. Smile when the world comes crumbling down and hope for your phoenix to rise once again. Awake and remember: A treasure hunt begins!
And he did the same with the cup after supper… – Luke 22:20
Holy Host and Divine Server, who shares a table with no boundaries, break the bread of life in our midst; lift the cup of salvation to our lips; for we keep scrambling to satisfy our security needs with little time to tend our need for truth which can carry us into the next age where want and need and where wants and needs come together in one cup from which we all drink together. Amen.
The Great Thanksgiving
Take the great loaf of life as if it is the last and greatest wonderful paradox of the moment. Offer thanks, awkwardly at first, and then, perhaps, with more boldness since your soul remains. Break open the bread as if all the constrictions of the world are nothing but whispy threads. Give generously to all those who have chosen to fall down after sensing something greater than themselves.
In Following Reinhold Niebuhr
Today I set out with intention to somehow substitute my "unconscious sins of more destructive consequences with conscious sins of less destructive consequences" in the hope of somehow lessening the "atrocities of society."
From “A Childhood Treasure Hunt”
A treasure hunt begins! From one note to the next, You'll find note after note - Read all the clues To see what I wrote. They'll lead you to pleasure Of a hidden treasure... -Cynthia Nelson
Stumble and Fall
Watching my daughter fall for the umpteenth time, her head meeting the coffee table, I gasp. Each of her little spills as she toddles from here to there seem to take more time off my life. I ask the gods to give me a little bit of the suffering and pain to carry along with me as I toddle down my list of daily to-do's. I also wonder, who is there to bear my pain when I stumble and fall?
“By your endurance you will gain your souls.” – Luke 21:19
Lord of the Race, Keeper of Time, who, breathing, breathlessly holds all Creation together; we gasp for breath having only taken a few small steps to keep up with our neighbor's neighbor; fearing for our trammeled souls molded by beaten paths, we seek not only a way but the gumption to get on with it so as to endure. Amen.
Porch Swing
She made new green coverings for the swing that seats two which I hung on the front porch. Undisturbed peace wraps around us as now we move gently back and forth looking forward to the coffee silently brewing in the kitchen. A neighbor passes. Greetings exchange with greetings. Morning smiles appear. Neither my beloved nor I wander into abstract ideals in our conversation. Rather we create devotion by pointing to the sunlight dancing around the leaves. Let civilization plod its own path. In this moment of today there is no time for dancing along the fine line of challenge and comfort. And visions can wait to develop. There is no immediacy to share in a world where certainty needs each movement swinging between now and forever.