Day 18 – Wisdom Found and Acquiring

What a difference two days makes!

On Monday, baby Henry was a tiny bit heartbreaking. He’s getting new teeth. He wanted me, wanted to be held.

Our morning walk required holding.

Today, he bounced his little feet and nodded his head. He was very happy in the stroller.

The news broke through regular shows because the President was about to speak in Israel.

I didn’t want Henry to hear it, sense it, see it.

I turned the television off.

Baby settled, we took off strolling.

And he was so very content, I began to filter recent conversations, a wide and varied assortment.

A strange thought came, I embraced it, a question…

If I were to talk as in TedTalk fashion, what could I contribute?

I made a mental list. You should too.

I could talk about:

How to supervise employees with helpful attention and kindness

How not to because you work best alone

How to forgive those who harmed you even though forgetting the wrong is not possible

How to recover from disordered eating and why the recovery is a constant decision not to seek comfort or self-destruction through food. Why it’s complex and invites patience with oneself

Why it’s important to be brave in your conversations with your children, adults or babies or teenagers. Why it’s good to be silent, allow them to throw their words like darts towards you as you sit still,

bravely listening, receiving.

How to look in the mirror, full on when suddenly your eyes are tiny and your body is dramatically shifting

Why rest is golden, why it’s okay to lie down in the middle of the day, why it’s peace

What children have taught me about prayer, always thank you’s, never give me now and hurry

Why I believe in Jesus and how I wonder why others are afraid to just believe.

How I know God is acquainted with every facet of me and the true occurrences that surprised me to say “See, I see.”

How to be brave.

How childhood poverty always makes you feel like you’re dressed in old dresses or too tight pants, inappropriate shoes

I’ve spoken in public on occasion. Honestly, without notes…only my heart for the cause for which I spoke.

It would seem I might be able to speak for and of myself.

Instead, I choose writing and I pray writing keeps choosing me.

What would your TedTalk share?