FOR A MOMENT

FOR A MOMENT
By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

Big brown eyes and white sparkly shoes,
A little girl with grown-up, "aged," familiar eyes enters the scene,
And there’s a piece of "me" in her and I can feel it.
We’re in a laundromat together, intersecting and exchanging glances.
She won’t take her eyes from me.
A look of mischief and twinkle behind the brown … and she pushes the new silver laundry basket on wheels right beside me.
She does an interesting thing:
She hops into it …
hoping.
Hmmm …
You beautiful child,
You met the right person and you shall not be disappointed.
And for a moment,
The laundromat isn’t a laundromat,
and the laundry cart isn’t a laundry cart:
The laundromat turns into an amusement park …
And the little brown-eyed girl is given a ride that she’ll never forget by a blue-eyed stranger who will never forget,
And we laugh together,
And nobody else exists.
And the day rejoices at the beauty found by two inside of a laundromat.
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What would happen, my mind wonders, if we approached God with such creative anticipation?
What if we dared to "hop in the basket" and approached Him in an original, bold and creatively expectant manner?
Hmmm ...
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Quarters must be placed in machines,
Clothes must be washed, dried, and folded,
Laundry must be done …
And the soul must find its place to dance.
And you never know,
just who …
Might take the chance.
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“To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness,
the planting of the Lord,
that He might be glorified.”
Isaiah 61:3