Blessings are snow and ice and ice-covered sidewalks. Blessings are waking up a baby, rapidly feeding her, and carrying her pajama-clothed body to an early morning meeting at church. Blessings are being reminded by three caring people to watch out for the ice on the ice-covered sidewalks. Blessings are committee members who don’t mind a talkative baby attending their meeting. Blessings are an office staff, at a former workplace, who still love to talk and share and who also welcome aforementioned baby. Blessings are joints and ligaments that can easily carry pajama-clad child back over ice-covered sidewalks without aches and pains. Blessings are a house with warm rooms on the same block as the church.
Blessings are from a great God who cares for the details of one life, of one girl, on a winter morning.
2 Comments
Jacinda Jan 11, 2005 1:04 AM
Blessings are Mommies who love being with their babies so much that they take them everywhere they go!
RT Jan 11, 2005 1:48 PM
True. But blessings are also babysitters than can work at awkward times! ; ) If someone asks me to do something before 6pm on a workday, they’ll have to contend with my little shadow. Such is the existence of a SAHM, and maybe a single mom, too, Jacinda?