Come here, kiddo.

This was the collect last Sunday:

Almighty God, 

You know we live in the midst of so many dangers, that in our frailty we cannot stand upright.

Grant strength and protection to support us in all dangers and carry us through all temptations;

through Jesus Christ, Your Son, our Lord, who lives and reigns with You and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen.

I love when the liturgy speaks directly to those things I am pretending are not really in my heart. It's like God gently asking me, "Who do you think you are kidding, daughter?"

Last weekend, when I heard this, I was once again feeling that heightened sense of danger and fragility.  We had just returned from vacation, and Aggie had those awful dark circles under her eyes.  I HATE those dark circles.

I was worried about her, and trying to tell myself I wasn't worried; I shouldn't worry; there's really no reason to worry.  


But I can't really believe that. 
She's frail. I'm frail. I remember.


Now, the dark circles have gone away again.  She really was just tired.  And I find myself so happy to run back into that place of forgetting and pretending the things around me are solid.


I'm such a kid.


But I guess that is OK, as I remember that Jesus invites the little children to come to Him.

As Aggie herself reminded me this week:

"Jesus loves the little children" by Aggie

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