I was exhausted from a day at work and flustered by my
children’s exhaustion at the end of a bitterly cold week. And that was before we
ventured out to the Cub Scout’s annual Pinewood Derby, an event that,
although fun for the kids, tested every bone in my body that longed for peace
and order.
While the scouts excitedly raced their cars down the track,
the background noise of those watching grew louder. Before long, the voices of
those running the event were shouting. It was past my daughter’s bedtime. My
older son realized that his favorite book was in Dad’s car and Dad had left
early for a funeral visitation. Everyone left mad about something or just plain
tired.
After this spent parent herded three spent children into the
house from the garage, we took off our coats, hats and shoes. It was after I
had taken off my own boots that I experienced the unexepected. Still wearing her lavender Frozen mittens,
Miriam reached out and grabbed my right hand. Then she shook it vigorously and
said, “Peace be with you.”
In her book In the Midst of Chaos: Caring for Children as Spiritual Practice, author Bonne J.
Miller-McLemore quotes Gertrude Lundholm:
Many
Christians seem to think that the peace of God is just about their own internal peace of mind, as if being a Christian
is kind of like being on a tranquilizer.
But God intends to stir us up….to make us notice new things, to keep us from being complacent (In the Midst of Chaos, p.16).
Sometimes we are given a right spirit when we least expect
it. Miller-McLemore challenges the notion that we find spirituality by going
off to pray in undisturbed silence. Without discounting the need for this, she also reminds us of the
Spirit’s presence in the midst of chaos. Miriam’s sign of peace made palpable the Spirit’s presence
for me tonight. What was that presence for you today, that moment that caused
you to notice the “new thing” springing forth from the daily chaos?
Good question! Thinking of yesterday, I would have to say that E's CONSTANT whistling or humming or talking while he worked about made me pull my hair out. I didn't call his attention to it lest he do it MORE just to piss me off (he's 11, testing limits...), and then suddenly he reminded me of one Snow White's 7 dwarves and I laughed instead of getting mad anymore. :)
ReplyDeleteSmart boy, that E! Knowing your fairy tales pays off:)
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