Here is my journey to find out what makes me unmistakable, what brings me joy... and to release the thoughts in my head.



April 20, 2008

Ember of Love

When one spends time with Ruthe, it is like being around a blazing fire. She is so intense, so alive, so greedy in what energy she consumes from those around her. I find myself constantly watching to make sure that she hasn't moved outside the boundaries. She needs guidance. But, she provides light even in the darkest of days, and I wish I had half of her enthusiasm for life. The warmth from her heart is reassuring, and her love can melt the coldest heart. If you cross the line, the intensity of her emotions can burn.
Today was a bit different.
Ruthe waited all week to go to the local homemade ice cream store. She quietly asked if we could go after lunch, and I took her. Then, we went to the plant nursery and gazed at the slowly growing selection of flowers. I wanted the lettuce, but she wanted the hot pink geranium. We left with the flower. :) When we got home, we curled up on the couch to watch, I hate to admit it, "America's Next Top Model". My niece got us hooked. Ruthe, and I, Love to watch the photo shoots. I find the time when the girls are talking and living to be an avenue to talk to her about relationships and goals. She is quick to pick up on when someone is rude or mean, and gets attached to the sweet girls. Off track, sorry.

(Photo by DJ)

As we snuggled on the couch, I realized that Ruthe had fallen asleep. I dozed a bit, and when I woke up, I had the thought that this was a moment like a low ember. You know the kind that draws you to it. The light glow at night, the one that feeds your soul. The ember that gives you that warm feeling inside, that you do not want to lose. Unlike the raging fire, this is where you wish you could sit and watch, relaxed, for hours on end. Even in the heat of summer. This is the moment I needed to capture. Ruthe relaxed, not anxious, not scared, nor in motion or pain. No worry, no fear, no anger. This was comfort, for her, and for me. I didn't want to move. I was able to reach for my school book to read, while I held her close.

When she awoke, she said "I didn't even know I was sleeping, I was so relaxed."

Thank you, Lord. I see the gift in a quiet Sunday afternoon.

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