Saturday, August 7, 2010

The Gift

Lord, You may not recognize me
speaking for someone else.
I have a son.  He is
so little, so ignorant.
He likes to stand
at the screen door, calling
oggie, oggie, entering
language, and sometimes
a dog will stop and come up
the walk, perhaps
accidentally.  May he believe
this is not an accident?
At the screen
welcoming each beast
in love's name, Your emissary.
-- Louise Glück
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4 comments:

Honeybee said...

What a jolt of joy this gave me!

Thank you so much for posting this.

August 7, 2010 at 4:15 PM
Enbrethiliel said...

+JMJ+

Another beautiful one! Sometimes I think of my little brothers and wish I could give them my faith instead of "just" praying and trusting that God will give them their own.

August 8, 2010 at 3:13 AM
Anonymous said...

Sweet post.

I have nominated you to meditate on your blog about your three favorite Catholic devotional prayers (or songs).
http://burketokirk.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-three-favorite-devotional-prayers.html

Amy in Nashville asked me to do it. I hesitated at first and then realized that it was the right thing to do this Sunday morning.

http://www.milkbreathandmargaritas.com/2010/08/good-sunday-post.html

I won't be offended if you decline, but I believe your sharing of your prayerful means of being with God would be edifying.

God bless you, TQ

August 8, 2010 at 11:20 AM
Pentimento said...

I'm up for it, TQ. But I won't get to it until later on tonight . . .

August 8, 2010 at 3:01 PM

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