Friday, July 6, 2012

A Story.


Once upon a time
there was a woman,
a mother of three.

She was harried and hurried
and a tad bit grumpy;
it seemed a definite mood.

The weather had turned hot,
the seat belts were twisted and jammed,
and the little children three
were crammed in the back of the car,
hot as she.

The strain of the episodes,
the leaning and clasping,
the grumbling and fumbling,
it made it seem as if those seat belts
in those unyielding, lumbering car seats
made her a bear in a very bad way.

It was after the fourth stop,
when the temperature on the outside
swelled to over 100 degrees F,
that the temperature of the mother
seemed to soar higher.

"Quickly, now, children,
help yourselves and give your poor mother a break.
Help each other,
do please,
and let's exit this sweltering place."

As she fumbled and bumbled
and spilled out of the car,
the middle child,
a son of quiet countenance,
placed his hand into hers
and peering up into her hot, reddened face,
he spoke:


"I like holding your hand, mommy;
I'd like to hold it all the time."

The sunshine shone from his little eyes
and washed all the strain, drain, and pain from the mothers.

Words.

The story of life is made up of them.

Oh that life would always be rescued with such sweet ones.




Linking up to
Gypsy Mama's
Five Minute Friday:
Where Lisa-Jo gives the word prompt
to be written about for 5 minutes.

11 comments:

  1. this is just about the sweetest thing i've read... at least in a very long time. what a treasure, that little guy of yours!

    ever heard the song "in my daughter's eyes" by martina mcbride? the first verse goes:
    "In my daughter's eyes,
    I am a hero,
    I am strong and wise,
    And I know no fear,
    But the truth is plain to see,
    She was sent to rescue me -
    I see who I want to be,
    In my daughter's eyes."

    your last line made me think of it... and it is as true about "little guys" as it is about daughters...

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    1. That is beautiful. Thanks for sharing, and for your kind words.

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  2. I am WEEPING!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOVE this. Oh my goodness, this is beautiful. I have two little boys and can relate.


    I'd love to invite you to join in my online Bible study of Ephesians -- starts next week! :)

    Blessings,
    Melanie

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    1. Thanks so much! I will definitely look into your Bible study.

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  3. Beautiful! I love when children remind us of what's important.

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  4. Beautiful. I recently talked about a special moment that we almost missed. It's in these moments that we must take a step back and let those little ones speak to us!!!

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  5. I love how you use the writing talent God has blessed you with to point others to things that are lovely and pure and good. You have amazing talent! You are a gifted story-teller and your stories make us laugh, cry, smile, think.....they are a gift! Thank you!

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    1. Thank you. What encouraging, sweet words!

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  6. I can totally relate to the frustrations of seat belt wrangling, why do they make them black anyway? - so nasty and hot on a hot summers day. You think they could get the design better too - maybe like those roller coaster bars you could just pull down in one quick action. Bless that middle child, ours is a son of quiet countenance too.

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  7. Hold onto those hands--time goes by so quickly!

    It makes me sad when my kids pull their hands away.

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