a bit of goodness
July 19, 2012
Julie Andrews’ voice is running through my head. “Perhaps I had a wicked childhood. Perhaps I had a miserable youth. But somewhere in my wicked, miserable past, I must have had a moment of truth. For, here you are, standing there, loving me. Whether or not you should. So, somewhere in my wicked, miserable past. I must have done something good.”
Mistaken theology notwithstanding, there is something in those words that resonates with me all the same. For today I have the time and space to putter in a garden. As the sun begins to set, I pick fresh produce and I sing to myself. Yes, for some reason unbeknownst to me, I have a bit of luxurious luxury. And at this moment, in this time, that little bit is more than enough.