Nearly every day I take my youngest to her elementary school. I enjoy spending this time spent with her, as I enjoyed spending it with her siblings. Some days it gives us the only real private time we have together. And we talk about anything or nothing, sometimes singing silly songs and being goofy.
One day last winter, against all odds, there was so much frost on the ground covering the golf course, that it looked like there had been a hard snow in the night. I don't ever remember seeing it like that in all the years that we have lived here. If I hadn't been driving my daughter, I would not have seen it, because later in the day it would have disappeared in the sunshine. I promised myself to take my camera with me this winter, so that I can snap a picture or three, if I get this opportunity again.
Fast forward to this year. The safety patrol is made up of a lot of good kids, as it is every year. They have to have good grades and good citizenship. They have to want to do it, in all kinds of weather (though not snow.) And they are pretty faithful, being on time and dependable.
These kids help the other kids out of their cars and make sure the car doors are shut. They usually say something like, "Have a nice day." And it all becomes part of a ritual of good will without a whole lot of meaning, just a nice gesture and good manners.
This year there is a kiddo who is a little cherub. He reminds me a bit of pictures of my uncle as a young boy. He has the smile of an angel that just lights up his face, and when he says, "Have a nice day," I feel that have I truly received a blessing. He's someone I'd like to follow up with through the years to see him as a young man, to see what field of work he is led into.
It's always nice to start out the day with a blessing.
And it's good to realize we've received one, to be self-aware enough that we allow the blessings we receive to permeate our being, not just roll off us like water from a duck's back.
Is it still a blessing, if we are unaware that we've received one? I think so. But being aware of a blessing might be the equivalent of giving us a double portion of blessing -- the blessing and the recognition of it.
I don't know about you, but I need all the blessing I can get!
And you know, I don't think this boy has any awareness that he has given me a blessing. The difference in the words as he says them is he really means them.
There's a lesson in there for me also. I don't think we half know the times we have blessed someone else, unless they tell us, but perhaps intention and presence, being in the now, truly being with someone, with the words we say to them, takes the mundane and makes it divine.
Were you blessed by something or someone today? Or did you bring a blessing to someone else? I'd love to hear about it!
Karin
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Originally posted 2009-09-02 19:24:32.
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