metrical Monday wk. 6

metrical Monday

This will be our last metrical Monday until August. We’re preparing for a little family summer adventure in the near future and I need to get moving on some other things. Things I hope to share in the near future, but… For now, poetry will have to wait until we return to India and recover from our old friend jet-lag. Yee-haw.

Anyway, in honor of our current plans this summer and the scorching Delhi sun that’s been pounding down, I thought Robert Louis Stevenson would be a good choice. He authored one of my favorite collections of children’s poetry called A Child’s Garden of Verses where this poem can also be found. Pick it up if you haven’t already!

Summer Sun

Great is the sun, and wide he goes
Through empty heaven without repose;
And in the blue and glowing days
More thick than rain he showers his rays.

Though closer still the blinds we pull
To keep the shady parlour cool,
Yet he will find a chink or two
To slip his golden fingers through.

The dusty attic spider-clad,
He, through the keyhole, maketh glad;
And through the broken edge of tiles,
Into the laddered hay-loft smiles.

Meantime his golden face around
He bares to all the garden ground,
And sheds a warm and glittering look
Among the ivy’s inmost nook.

Above the hills, along the blue,
Round the bright air with footing true,
To please the child, to paint the rose,
The gardener of the World, he goes.

Our verse for this week is Psalm 84:11:

For the LORD God is a sun and shield; the LORD bestows favor and honor; no good thing does he withhold from those whose walk is blameless.

Thanks for walking along with us in our poetry adventure. It’s been fun for me to dig around in the poetry world again and this time with the littles. I’d forgotten how much I love it. And who knows, maybe something will stick with them in all this.



metrical Monday wk. 4

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We’ve now made it to week four… Yay! Last week the kids were out of school and we had more time to spend on this project than we normally do. And you know what? It turns out they actually LIKE … Continue reading

metrical Monday wk. 3

  Here we are at week three of metrical Monday where I am attempting to help my kids gain an appreciation for reading poetry and memorizing Bible verses. And so far I have to say that these children of mine … Continue reading

metrical Monday wk.1

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Yes. Yes I chose the word metrical because it begins with ‘m’ so it would go with Monday. It also means ‘of, relating to, or composed in poetic meter.’ So even if it stretches our minds a little bit to … Continue reading

day in the life

There is always reverse culture shock when you go from an extremes– like from India to the US or the US to India. Having just been back earlier this year I didn’t expect I would need “transition” time, but I as is the case often times, I was mistaken.

It has taken me a few weeks to get back into “American” mode and even by that I don’t exactly mean it in the fullest sense–I’m not sure that’s even possible anymore. When you live somewhere for a time, not just visit, whether you like it or not it becomes a part of you and it is not easy to jump back into being (nor should you) the person you were before you left. Clear as mud, right? Perhaps some over-pondering has gone on as well.

Anyway. It’s been several, um, say about nine years since I’ve been in Georgia and around family during this time of year. When I arrived the leaves were beautiful and the skies were blue. I have to say how lovely it was to soak in the climate and sleep without the nuisance of mosquitoes buzzing around my head. But the holidays bring out so much of the materialism in our culture, it’s hard for me to wrap my head around what a balanced approach looks like in this area. It’s been a little stressful honestly for reasons I can’t fully articulate, so I’m just going to leave it at that.

But the food has been another story. Yes, the food has been wonderful. That may sound quite shallow, but there is something about my mom making biscuits (American ones, not cookies), gravy and bacon for breakfast that makes my heart happy, if not also clogged by all the grease. I’m also very pregnant, which doesn’t help either. Cravings can now be fulfilled and believe me I’m making the most of my A) ability to drive myself places and B) the beauty that is the Publix Bakery. Cherry Danish anyone?

I’m also resting. Which is something I’m not always good at doing when we come into town for visits. But this seems like a time in life when I’m not overly concerned with taking care of anyone but me and this little baby boy who should be making an appearance any day now. My current goal is to make it through the next week after that… well, I have no idea. I’m learning to live with the tension that exists in life or my life at least. That’s probably not very American, but it seems to be human as none of us really know what tomorrow holds no matter how much we plan.

Life really is just moment-by-moment.

So in this moment, I’m finishing my lemonade, eating a peanut butter cup and enjoying a pumpkin spice-scented candle. Perhaps tomorrow I’ll do some more nesting-type things like cleaning bathrooms, sewing and vacuuming. But probably I’ll just eat a bag of Doritos, watch a video with my daughter and monitor the flight status of my boys who will be arriving here, finally, tomorrow night after five weeks of separation. I’m very much looking forward to the moment they arrive and the big hugs from our guys. Being together again will be good for us all.