A joy
quickly passing
But bright
in its moment
From a love
that is lasting
As pure as
it is rare
The laughter
of a second
That fades
in the air
But holds in
it stories
Of all that
is true and fair
Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Rampant Thoughts, 12.26.13
Staying up late
Know
I ought to go to bed
Too
many thoughts
Running
rampant in my head
Want
to do this
Or
do that instead
So
many thoughts
Running
rampant in my head
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Broken Memory, 12.29.13
Slipped
between my fingers
Fell
Clattered
on the floor
The
only memory I held dear
Smashed
And
now no more
I
let it go on purpose
Perhaps
Time
to move on
But
now I feel a change
Purposeless
Now
that it is gone
Monday, December 29, 2014
Memories Forgotten, 8.26.13
Would you leave behind the memories
If God gave you that choice?
And lose the only thing you have,
The memory of his voice
Would forgetfulness accomplish
What nothing else could
And might your heart heal
As the ghosts fade from these woods
If God gave you that choice?
And lose the only thing you have,
The memory of his voice
Would forgetfulness accomplish
What nothing else could
And might your heart heal
As the ghosts fade from these woods
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
Why I Hate Santa
Because a child believing in Santa means parents are lying to their children.
Because when an enlightened child tells an unenlightened child the truth about Santa, the mother of the enlightened child gets an angry phone call from the mother of the unenlightened child.
Because the very premise of Santa is bribing children to behave well.
Because I heard a mother once say that her children had to "believe to receive", thus showing that her children had to perpetuate the lie in order to get gifts from the parents.
Because having Santa turns Christmas into a holiday all about receiving, not a whit about giving.
Because some people say they teach their children about Santa because "they don't want them to miss out on Christmas".
Because I have heard Santa described as "Whenever someone gives to someone else, whenever there is love, that is Santa." And that disgusts me.
Because twice now, when discussing Jesus, God, and angels, my students have brought up Santa.
And most importantly, because when one of my five-year-olds asked me if Santa was real, I couldn't tell him the truth, because 12 sets of childish, excited ears were listening, and I couldn't make myself break that many hearts (I didn't want 12-24 angry phone calls this afternoon either). Also, because today I told my kids that someday soon I will tell them about Santa, and I have no idea what I'm going to say.
Because when an enlightened child tells an unenlightened child the truth about Santa, the mother of the enlightened child gets an angry phone call from the mother of the unenlightened child.
Because the very premise of Santa is bribing children to behave well.
Because I heard a mother once say that her children had to "believe to receive", thus showing that her children had to perpetuate the lie in order to get gifts from the parents.
Because having Santa turns Christmas into a holiday all about receiving, not a whit about giving.
Because some people say they teach their children about Santa because "they don't want them to miss out on Christmas".
Because I have heard Santa described as "Whenever someone gives to someone else, whenever there is love, that is Santa." And that disgusts me.
Because twice now, when discussing Jesus, God, and angels, my students have brought up Santa.
And most importantly, because when one of my five-year-olds asked me if Santa was real, I couldn't tell him the truth, because 12 sets of childish, excited ears were listening, and I couldn't make myself break that many hearts (I didn't want 12-24 angry phone calls this afternoon either). Also, because today I told my kids that someday soon I will tell them about Santa, and I have no idea what I'm going to say.
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