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This weeks prompt: Wide
Arms wide. Hearts wide. Eyes wide.
All these things as we wait.
Living wide and open to what may come brings a sensitivity that I had not imagined. A feeling of being scraped along the edges. Or maybe gauged in the heart? A feeling that things are too bright or too loud or too meaningful or too fleeting. Sometimes the sensitivity is good. A stirring of the heart. A deeper knowledge of God’s presence. A certain understanding of utter dependence on Him. Sometimes the sensitivity is not so good. Irritability. Impatience. Immobility.
Some days I just want to shut it all down. Shutter the windows of my soul. Fold up my arms and close up my heart. Focus my eyes on me and forget about the rest.
I sit in the midst of a class of antsy 3 and 4 year olds. Some of them are dirty. Some of them do not know how to eat at a table. Some of them cannot sit still no matter how hard they try. Some of them struggle to speak words. All of them craving love and attention, even if just for one hour a week. One of them slowly positions himself at my side. He looks deep into my eyes, a question in his. Do I care about him? He rests his head in my lap. And I feel the doors of my heart opening wide again.