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


Honeybee said...

What a jolt of joy this gave me!

Thank you so much for posting this.

Pentimento said...

You're welcome! :)

Enbrethiliel said...


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.

Anonymous said...

Sweet post.

I have nominated you to meditate on your blog about your three favorite Catholic devotional prayers (or songs).

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.

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

Pentimento said...

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