Pizza Compliments

Abraham, imitating Zits: “Thanks, Mom. Dinner didn’t suck.”

Caleb: “Thanks, Mom. Dinner did suck!”

Abraham: “No, Caleb!”

Caleb: “Yes! Today is turn-around day.”

Chuckling

Reading through The Squire’s Tales, 

Books 1 and 2,

Joe keeps chuckling out loud,

The perfect response 

To the sly sense of humor.

They aren’t perfect books,

But they are deeply satisfying.

Flat Tire

I had prayed for protection

So when the call came

That the chipper tire was flat,

And it would be a few hours delay,

I felt frustrated momentarily,

Then realized: I didn’t know the whole story.

Tire went flat on a stretch of road

Notorious for bad cell coverage—

And Phil had connectivity.

He had space to pull over, 

Not on a blind corner.

Martin was dropping off wood

For a fellow tree guy,

Who happened to have the jack they needed.

Mollie was home to take photos of tires . . .

And the truck tire matched what was needed,

So Martin drove to exchange tires.

It was an inconvenience, but it was covered.

Back to It

I am almost in tears.

After two weeks with

No vision therapy,

No reading practice,

I wish more than I can say

That this was all over.

I just want a reader.

Read!

As much as possible,

I read The Squire’s Tale.

Joe still came looking for me

Every twenty minutes

To ask me to 

Keep reading.

Glitter

Caleb came in,

Cheeks aglow.

“I caught four fireflies!”

Somehow he still held them,

Uncrushed, in the cave of his little hands.

And he released them all

In the house.

The overhead lights were on,

For we were reading and working yet,

And I saw only one feeble glow

As the four flew.

But Caleb’s enthusiasm overflowed.

“We have glitter! We have glitter!”

He clapped 

And danced 

And crooned

And spun.

Rejoicing and celebrating

The magic of

Creation.

The Mice in the Piano

I liked this sermon illustration.

The mice in the piano enjoyed the music.

One day, an adventurous mouse

Climbed up and realized that strings

Were the thing

Creating the music.

Later, another climbed and brought back

Stories of hammers and complexity.

And so the mice ignored the player,

Focusing on the mechanism.

But all the time the player kept on playing.