Sheltering Walls: Power to Create

When you consider our theme, sheltering walls, what images comes to you?  First image. No second guessing.

I imagined asking a room full of people to do that and how rich I suspected the responses would be, but I don’t have a room full of people.  I wonder if those who read this post today might make a comment with the image that comes to mind for them.  It could be brief or more detailed.  How rich that would be!

I asked myself.  Immediately, what came to mind was my child self sitting on a stool in my grandmother’s kitchen.  I grew up in rural Alabama next door to my father’s parents. Every afternoon, without fail, found me in my grandmother’s kitchen on that stool.  My childhood self remembers it as the most wonderful place.  My adult self knows that it was a small, humble, always clean but very old kitchen.  My childhood self felt its wonder because of my grandmother’s power.  It was the power of welcome.  She always acted as if seeing me and my two brothers was the best thing that happened to her all day.  It was the power of hospitality.  She always had us come in, sit down and enjoy devil food squares and a Coke.  It was the power of attention.  She always listened to us, asked us questions, and let us be in the middle of her world while she cooked the evening meal–and all this after a day of working in the business that she and our grandfather owned.

Sheltering walls are created anytime, anywhere that people realize their power to do so: by welcoming, by offering hospitality, and by attending to the lives of those brought into the walls that shelter.  Anytime.  Anywhere.

Today will offer us each some time and somewhere to exercise this power that we have and are:  to create sheltering walls into which we invite others.  Where will you practice your great power today?

Bob Patrick

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5 Responses to Sheltering Walls: Power to Create

  1. Lydia says:

    The reading chair in my parents’ bedroom with one of my books.. Maybe the next book in the Little House on the Prairie or Mary Poppins

  2. Rachel says:

    My parents’ bed — when nightmare monsters were in mine.

  3. Peggy Averyt says:

    Around the dining room table at my parents’ house when the family was sitting down to eat the delicious food my mother had cooked, that my father had tilled and planted, and that my siblings and I had helped to weed, harvest, and prepare for cooking.

  4. Barbara Stahnke says:

    Corners in all the houses I visited as a child. I would find anything I could to read. one of the favorite corners was at my cousins house. They had a whole cabinet of comic books. I would go to that cabinet every time we visited.

  5. Julia Pruett says:

    A cozy 100 year old one-room Montana log cabin, complete with a wood burning stove, nothing but candles and an oil lamp for evening reading time, a hand made Amish quilt folded on the bed, two older dogs next to the stove, a coyote roaming the field below the cabin just at dusk to see if she can catch the last chance for dinner, the horses and goats settling in for the night, a fine glass of homemade elderberry wine and a good book.

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