Dear TSJ Friends,
Another Wednesday has arrived and I don’t want to let it slip by without a brief story from TSJ headquarters!
As the war in Ukraine rages and ravages on, it is becoming more important than ever for each of us to find islands of wisdom and hope in times of confusion.
I have been thinking for some time now about how we each have periods in our lives when we have to find something that pulls us toward our higher good. We see the need and desire for hope and wisdom.
It is true that we have to look for spiritual gifts to find them. We keep our souls on tiptoe as we anticipate good things. We stretch to reach them but at times we lose our grasp and get thrown off balance.
Today I invite you to use your imagination to see how our toddler inspired today’s musing.
Hendrix (now two and a half) showed me how reaching for what delights us keeps our souls on tiptoe in eager anticipation.
So a couple of weeks ago while I was busily cutting up veggies to roast for lunch I was enjoying the view in front of me. Hendrix and his daddy and Grampy were playing and chatting in the living room area. A PBS for kids program was playing in the background.
After a bit of play and the men were in conversation, Hendrix came over to the counter across from me. All I could see was the top of his head and two hands coming across the counter as far as they could reach. His fingers wiggled like a large spider coming across the counter.
He had spied his favorite yogurt! And he is nearly tall enough to possibly reach it if he stretches as far as he can. It was both touching and funny to see these little hands trying to come closer to the yogurt.
Just as he nearly reached it, the tips of his fingers actually pushed it further away. So he stood on his tiptoes, stretched his little arms again, to no avail.
After earnestly trying, he called his daddy for help. “Daddy, up! Daddy up!” he called out until his daddy came and lifted him on the stool and sat right beside him, holding him gently. (Hendrix is still too little to be able to climb on the stools without risk of falling. He has already learned that.)
Once on the stool, his eyes danced with discovery of not only the yogurt but the water faucet and the other interesting things on the counter. His happiness was clear. A broad smile of contentment and satisfaction crossed his face. I could relate.
It occurred to me he had miscalculated his own limits, but he knew where to seek help.
Muse Solomon cleared his throat as I wrote this part about Hendrix knowing what he wanted and that his father would help him reach his goal. And Solomon, our very wise muse, also noted how we too miscalculate both our own limits and the pleasures that await us – if we but ask the Father for help.
We all are on the path of personal development at TSJ. During this time I pray we can see there is hope in our world (both personal and global). Good things are potentially within our grasp and if not, we can ask for and receive help.
Perhaps we too may need to say “Daddy lift me up” and trust the heavenly Father to pick us up on the stool and sit next to us while we enjoy delights of heart and soul..
That strawberry yogurt went down quickly once Hendrix was on the stool! With a brightened mood and satisfied tummy he went on his way content to new adventures.
May we picture ourselves at the kitchen island of possibility.
It is wise to remember our soul waits on tiptoe as our hearts and minds stretch mightily in eager anticipation for the inner peace, hope, and wisdom we desire.
Like the toddler, we have limitations! God does not.
So Solomon says to be sure and ask for help. Mediation moments often help guide our thoughts.
Here is a prayer I read by Marianne Williamson from her daily meditation on 3/3/22.
“Please impress upon me the vision of whom I am meant to be.
Reveal to me the bigger life that You would have me live.
Undo the forces that keep me bound, that I might serve You more. Amen
So. let us anticipate grasping Goodness, Truth and Beauty in our days. With as sense of joyful anticipation (like our soul on tiptoes) we can find meaning in our mess, hope in our hearts and wisdom for the journey.
With Love,
Margie and muse Solomon
