9.04.2006

family comfort

passage from Meet the Austins by Madeleine L'Engle ( [...] added by me to signify skipped sections)


Just then a shooting star flashed across the sky, and John said, "there's a shooting star and i don't know what to wish. I want to wish it back to before yesterday and that none of this would have happened, but i know it wouldn't work."

I said, "mother, i don't understand it," and I began to shiver.

Mother said, "Sometimes it's very hard to see the hand of God instead of the blind fingers of Chance. That's why i wanted to come out where we could see the stars."

...And then another star shot across the sky, this time with a shower of sparks. We sat there close, close, and it was as though we could feel the love we had for one another moving through our bodies as we sat there together....And I prayed, "Oh, GOd, keep us together, please keep us together, please keep us safe and well and together."

It was as though our thoughts were traveling to one another, too, because John said, "Oh, Mother, why do things have to change and be different!" He sounded quite violent. "i like us exactly the way we are, our family. Why do people have to die, and people grow up and get married, and everybody grow away from each other? I wish we could just go on being exactly the way we are!"

"But we can't" Mother said. "We can't stop on the road of Time. We have to keep on going. And growing up is all part of it, the exciting and wonderful business of being alive. We can't understand it, any of us.....But being alive is a gift, the most wonderful and exciting gift in the world."

...We went home and then we just stood outside for a while. The moon was sailing high now, and the sky was clear and white above the black pines at the horizon, with northern lights...sending occasional rays darting high up into the sky...I'd never seen such a startlingly brilliant night, the fields and mountains washed in a flood of light. The shadows of trees and sunflowers were sharply black and stretched long and thin across the lawn. It was so beautiful that for the moment the beauty was all that mattered; it wasn't important that there were things we would never understand.

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