Gratitude
Blub, Blub, Cheer Up!
I entered the house, closing the door behind me. The summer heat wave was too much—glad I’d taken a cab home. Mom wasn’t there to greet me. Slipping on my house slippers, I headed to the kitchen and found her baking up a storm. Just looking at the sweets gave me a sugar rush. After waving hello, I went to my room to freshen up. When I returned, I gave Mom a hug and grabbed a plate of spaghetti. Sitting at the table, I enjoyed my lunch while watching her cook. Are we having guests? I wondered. After putting my clean plate on the rack, I walked into the living room—and there was the reason for Mom’s cooking spree: my nephew. He sat there, surrounded by gloomy clouds. I gave him a hug and asked what was wrong. Turns out, his friend had moved away, and he was pretty upset. Knowing words wouldn’t help much, I grabbed my wallet and told Mom we were going to the nearby convenience store. Hoping ice cream would cheer him up, I ordered a scoop for each of us. As we sat eating, something else caught my attention. Finishing quickly, I led my nephew over to it—a mini goldfish-catching game. I let him try. After several failed attempts, he finally caught one. Proudly holding up a bowl with his new goldfish, he beamed at me. We bought some pet food and brought the fish home. I watched as my nephew played with it, giggling as the goldfish followed his finger, bubbles softly "blubbing" in the water. The gloomy clouds had vanished. Once again, he was a happy little boy. It’s amazing how a pet can bring so much life into ours.
By Staringaleabout a year ago in Poets
Prayer of Hope
Lord, you are most excellent and Holy. Your heart for people to be saved is consistent. Every person is a master work of art because you formed them. I’m amazed by your choice of diversity. Your mercy and grace are matchless. The people around me on the day to day, help them to long for the truth. You are the truth. There is nothing you don’t see. World hunger breaks your heart more than it could ever break our hearts. You see the spiritual condition of every human. Everything is laid bare before your perfect vision. People try to hide their sin, but God sees the good, the bad and the lukewarm actions that are made.
By Rowan Finley about a year ago in Poets
