Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Feast on Ordinary



"You're getting so big!" said the younger to the older
and yes--the bone under the pillow speaks loud and clear
of passing years

Yet, she is still not so big
as she parades and yips and high pitches
her way around the room.

And she grabs her tiny box
special made for youthful mouth
and part of the little girl is put away

Content she is to be passing this way
and I--well, I am, too
For it is a rite of passage that speaks loud

Speaks of textbook
and of average
and says that all is as it should be within

For there was a time
between these walls
when sickness reigned

So thank you, Lord
for this moment
while I feast on ordinary

And I will not lament
the passing of time
nor will I wish it to stop

So ticking clock
tick away,
God's minutes are a gift.



holy experience


4 comments:

Jenny said...

What a beautiful smile!

Melissa, Multi-Tasking Mama said...

Enjoy every moment! They grow up so fast!

Keri said...

What a beautiful poem to express thankfulness.

emily wierenga said...

love.this.
feasting on the ordinary--a beautiful act of wrship.

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