Learning Flexibility from the Unadorned

A while back, I read a short meditation by Henri Nouwen which shared about the virtue of flexibility in the image of reeds. Reeds have the ability to bend amid their windy surroundings. In contrast, a strong, firm tree trunk is unyielding to high winds often causing a tree to become uprooted when a storm emerges. Probably because I struggle with flexibility, this image has stayed with me challenging my pliancy. As life would have it, I regularly pass a field of reeds on my daily walks. Following is a poem on this very idea: Reeds— their honey-colored welcome lost…

Where Do I Begin?

Hi! How are you? I have much to tell you. But, where do I begin? Where do I begin after a whirlwind month of game playing, taco dinners and movie escape? How do I gather the nuggets of goodness to tell you when a thousand thoughts scramble for attention? “Choose me! Choose me!,” they clamor in my ear. A moment of clarity about the church; a single line streams about being “liked”; touched by sadness, I wonder about passing it on; creativity is never far from consciousness. All is short-lived, unacted upon. Weeks gnaw, consumed by daily chores, grocery lists…