But this also reminded me that our 'calendar' is linear whereas to the Jews it's cyclical. How much nicer it is to think of life as an eternal round.
Nila finished her lesson with a poem she wrote on a day she couldn't take a nap. She entitled it NAP on Sunday for: Nila's Attempt at Poetry. Robert and I renamed it HUSH!
“Hush” I said to my little angel as I cradled him to sleep,
He smiled and opened his eyes briefly,
And I saw his fears and challenges in the world ahead.
My heart sank.
“Hush” I said to my little angel as I rocked my baby gently to sleep,
She smiled and opened her eyes a bit longer,
And I saw her faith, courage and perseverance within her soul.
My heart was comforted.
“Hush” I said to my little angel as I laid my baby back to sleep,
He smiled and stretched his arms with eyes opened wide but then fell fast asleep,
And I saw Kings, Queens, Priests and Priestesses
With their power, dominion and principalities, even heavens without end.
Then I marvel and my heart rejoiced.