Monday, May 24, 2010

Dressed to the nines

What happens when the special day comes around? All the family gathers around, and the little ones who are marking another significant moment in their journey get all dressed up. So it was that they arrived, along with their loved ones, each one of them sporting their finery. Looking like little angels, they all did their part: some to sing and begin the celebration with music, others to speak boldly the words that are most often proclaimed in this assembly by others much older than they, and still others to present the simple gifts, work of human hands which would be transformed into the food of angels.

Celebrating on this day brought back memories for others too, as we all looked back to the day when each of us was in the same place as these little ones, tentatively yet excitedly venturing into the next rite of passage, and finally being able to receive the prize for which we so longed.

To echo the feast prepared by divine hands, there must also be a feast prepared by human hands, so it was fitting that they and we should share a simple but elegant lunch before they went on their way. All of life seems to be a constant parade of intersections between the divine and the profane, the holy banquet and the daily goings and comings of our lives.

I wonder if these little minds are conscious of the connection.

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