Relationships
A Husband’s Communication
“We can’t communicate,” a husband said to me. “Tell me more,” I asked. “We always disagree.” As he explained himself, this was his rationale, All he could see of self was he was rational. What he yet could not see was sadly palpable. That between wife and him was something relational. He could not…
“Virtual Isolation”
What an eerie silence, this strange isolation! At least that’s what I thought at morning’s formation. But twenty-four wee ones exploded on the screen. “Mrs. Gatchell!” they cried. Joyful jubilation. Mothers and five year olds, questions, answers galore! Laughter, joyous shrieking! (And I was on the floor!) Counting, reading, spelling, bible recitation, Forward go…
“Social Distancing”
What a strange thing is this, forced “social distancing.” So unintuitive, relationships dwindling. Without such rich mingling, problems become crippling. Behind locked doors and walls, human hearts stiffening. Humans do another sad “social distancing,” Not because they are forced; fueled by petty quibbling. Hurt feelings, stubbornness, obstinate, wounded pride Flush years of tenderness. Affection…
The Telephone
Phones, a stealth contraption! Sneaking behind closed doors! Care, carried in safety, parachuted indoors! This I-Phone? Knows no fear! Dangers? Oblivious! Phones impenetrable to Corona Virus! Isolation finds friends! The lonely thrive sharing! The hopeless? Not alone! The empty thrive caring! Friendly voices carried, the anxious taste some calm. God tasted through your hearts!…
Invisible Neighboring
Skittles left on doorsteps, flowers given freely. Toilet paper gift bag(?!), six foot chats said dearly.
Dementia
Dementia, a demon, a cold-blooded killer, Not of physical life, but memories, thinner. Do you remember me? The love that we once knew? You don’t remember God but God remembers you. Dementia, a demon, a cold-blooded killer, Not of a fading brain: a memories chiller. Dementia of the heart, where bitterness took hold. Precious…