It really is true that the nuns haunt me still. So much of how I think and feel and live hinges on things they taught me, even after all these decades.
Number Three: "Remember that thou keep holy the Sabbath day."
Way back in Senior Infants we learned the Ten Commandments. Does it count as reverence for creation if this butterfly, spotted outside my window, makes me gasp in awe?
Even God rested on the seventh day. And He was a pretty important guy....
And I don't think He ever made phone calls that ruined someone's otherwise perfectly pleasant Sunday. Of course not everyone had nuns as teachers, so they might have missed the memo on the Sabbath, and the one about maintaining some civility when speaking to others.Words are so powerful. Once they're out of their cage there's no calling them back. Much better to give some thought to which ones you want to release.
While we're being Biblical, another phrase pops into my mind.
"The meek shall inherit the earth."
Hmmmm. I may not be inheriting the earth in that case. Since meekness is out, maybe I'll just turn off the phone on Sundays.
Meanwhile I'm focusing on that beautiful butterfly.
8 comments:
What a wonderful thing to have outside your window.
Unfortunately yesterday's Sabbath was the just about the only rain-free day in the last few weeks, so the roar of lawn mowers, strimmers and shredders went on from dawn until dusk!
Hmmm, sounds like it wasn't a great sabbath for you Molly. I hope your week will improve. I didn't grow up with nuns, but I did grow up with the ten commandments. And that sabbath one makes me feel guilty every week - I just can't manage to sit around relaxing when there's so much work to do! ;-)
RR--The butterflies here are stunning, and much bigger than I ever saw at home [everything in America is bigger! Not necessarily better, but bigger for sure! This flowering tree is outside the bathroom window and I spotted the butterfly while I was brushing my teeth. I was lucky he still had his nose in the flowers when me and my camera came dashing out!
Anna--It's a rare day around here that we can be found "sitting around, relaxing" because, as you say, there's always something to be done, and if there's nothing else there are always weeds to be pulled! Puttering around in the garden is relaxing as long as you don't agonize about how much weed pulling you won't get done! And I absolutely believe that "You're closer to God in a garden than anywhere else on earth...."
Oh dear, Molly, I am sorry, hope your week improves. It was a Bank holiday here and it is tipping it down tonight.... and still the reservoirs are half empty!
sewing gardening and reading (not necessarily in that order, preferably all at once) are a great 2nd to inheritace.
Have a peaceful week. oh and a hug.
One of the best things about phones is that they can be suddenly and inexplicably disconnected!
Hang onto that butterfly in case the phone rings again during the week.
I hope you regained your equilibrium later .
I rarely carry my mobile ... in fact , as I type the words I realise I haven't a clue where the damn thing is . Like my gloves , unneeded , it's vanished .
I reserve the right to be unavailable now and then . We all need butterfly moments .
Concentate on that butterfly. It was once a caterpillar and I'm sure the nuns could have made a homily out of that... transforming the yucky into the lovely...
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