I suppose the teacher appears sometimes even if the student isn’t ready. If years, phases, times of learning could be measured, this year would be one of wisdom.
One of faith, hope, prayer. And if readiness of student is like gratitude, life or ability in that its all about perspective, I suppose I, the student, was quite ready and yes, the teacher…life and God, appeared.
By wisdom a house is built, and by understanding it is established; by knowledge its rooms are filled with all precious and pleasant riches. Proverbs 24:3
My “story wall” has new chapters. The syllabus of the first semester of empty nest complete. Greater knowledge of prayer, of faith of hope, this has been an enlightenment.
Today is Mother’s Day. Greg gave me two plants.
I told my friend on Friday that he would. We talked about the predictability of our husbands and both agreed that’s “just their way”.
But, today Greg gave me red flowers, geraniums cascading over the basket and a big red gerber. He said, “We miss our mamas don’t we?” I said “yeah.” and gave him a kiss then opened my card.
Thinking, how could he know about the geraniums, the red, the basket.
Perspective and God and grace.
Red for my mama…for me and a card thanking me for showing him faith, love, prayer. Thanked me for blessing him.
I’m glad he gave me plants again.
Predictable, appreciated and cherished, finally. I’m humbled.
Student, Mother, Wife.
I’m learning, a student more ready as I grow.