It seems that by the end of January my internal joy-o-meter becomes stuck on “Oh heck, who has energy for that”!
But when I hold my newest granddaughter, I am filled with love and my soul’s cracks are filled, warmed and smoothed. When my three-year-old granddaughter crawls into my lap, my heart’s weariness falls away. And when my ten-year-old grandson listens to my words with his heart, soul, and hands, I become a wise woman once again.
For a moment, I see the sacred space within my soul where Christ dwells and where the sun is always shining. Have I again been taken to a place of healing by simply counting a few of my blessings?
Is this a way to beat the winter doldrums and the fatigue that comes to the soul after a long, gray season? I won’t say, but suddenly I feel like someone richly blessed!
This message is adapted from a Feb. 9, 2010, Woman of the ELCA blog, “Feeling like a hypocrite,” by Inez Torres Davis.
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