Quick, quick, slow

A little Lenten story

When my children were small, I didn’t forget their names – how could I? – yet as often as not my tongue would take two or three wrong turnings on its way to the beloved standing in front of it, and bewildered.

I decided one day that it was a failure to pay attention.

I do not know if this was right or wrong, and once, anyway, the eldest called me by the cat’s name before finding the word for mother.

I do remember that when I paused, took the fraction of a breath to focus, to see the child, the wondrous creature the broke the mould of God’s image when they were born (as every child will), I rarely misspoke their name.

Lately, I’ve been confusing Wednesdays and Thursdays a lot.

I put it down to the pace of life, the busyness, a lack of sleep, too many things to plan ahead and remember and drag along and things undone and things to do.

Perhaps if I would pause for half a hair, look into the eyes of the One who created Wednesday, Thursday, and the dark times in between, I would stand less chance of stumbling.

Image: Photo by Arkadiy on Unsplash

About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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