prayer – how faint a whisper

to two little men

You won’t always run and throw your arms around me. Especially not outside the school door, with all your classmates around. “When I grow up,” you said, “I will make a law so they can’t cut down so many trees.” Solving problems will not always be so simple. Hand knit sweaters will not always be cool. YouContinue reading “to two little men”

of ropes and hands

The rope loops down, through the harness and up to re-trace its path through the knot. Up. Right. Down. Left. Up again, parallel to the rope hanging off the rock. Pull it tight, dress it right. My hands weave through motion almost without thought, as repetition has trained them to do. If only other areasContinue reading “of ropes and hands”

a childlike joy

Yesterday morning I sat doing some work while my two-year-old nephew played nearby. He had his favorite stacking cups all laid out on the chair next to me and would lift each one up in turn, loudly proclaiming its number and color, then run with it over to the next room, where he was carefullyContinue reading “a childlike joy”