White Lillies

I just had to share this story with you all.  I’ve had a tough year with my son Michael’s illness and the ongoing breast cancer battle my sister Shirley is struggling with.  There have been times when it has been difficult but I’ve managed to press on.

This past Tuesday I took the day off from work to take Michael to the doctor and take care of some other personal business of my own.  While waiting for Michael’s appointment to arrive I decided to mow the lawn.  When Tom and I moved into our house a little over a year and a half ago I noticed immediately that there were no flowers on the property just a lot of shrubs, bushes and trees.  After mowing the back lawn I naturally mowed the front lawn and then proceeded to take the mower to the back yard again to put it away.  As I approached my back yard I noticed a single beautiful white lilly plant growing along the back fence.  I knew immediately it was a sign.  I put the mower away and ran upstairs to my computer.  I googled “white lillies” and there it was.  White lillies are a sign of hope and life.  Wow, God is good.

So I send to you today white lillies.

Carol Barrett

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    Gravitas

    “Dad”, Lucas said as he settled into his seat at the dinner table, with a serious look about him, “can we talk?”

    I felt a twinge of anxiety. Things have been challenging lately; we were forced to move him to a new preschool due to his old one closing, and we’ve been dealing with an increased need for attention, manifesting itself in the form of tantrums and whining. It’s hard to be four when you have a baby sister and a whole new school. Earlier in the day, he had run off and had received a stern lecture about Evil Strangers Who Snatch Little Boys Who Don’t Stick With Their Parents. Gave him a good scare…maybe too good? Yep, he’s reaching that age when worry starts to set in, when kids become aware of the bad and sad in the world. I looked into his eyes, and saw a timeless question written there, and felt the urge to give him a big hug and tell him that everything was going to be ok.

    “Sure”, I said.

    He paused to gather his thoughts. “Dad, do bears play football?”

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