“Why are you a Mennonite, Mom?” asked Ellis.
Because, I said, I want to honor my ancestors who died for this path.
Because I like the way we sing.
Because I want to walk this path of building peace.
“This is the way to stop a war,” he told me.
“Tell the people that we were not created to fight.
We were created to love each other.
It’s really that easy.”
I bit my tongue and did not ask
why he still fights with his brother then.
Time enough to absorb the subtleties.
For now, I’ll follow that golden child
and listen to his story.
It’s really that easy.
1. Saying Yes. Weaving my strand into the story. Being welcomed.
2. Largesse. I like that word, and the idea.
3. A tapestry of excellent conversation and tasty food and wine.
4. A nap. I felt as if I had shifted sideways into someone else’s reality. Last year it would have been an unimagined luxury to lie down for a nap on a Sunday afternoon with a warm purring cat on my lap, but today my children could sort of end for themselves for an hour.
5. The good quick-read mystery novels of Ellis Peters. I am reading A Rare Benedictine at the moment.
May we walk in beauty.