Friday, December 6, 2013

Two Hands, A Heart, A Tear


 The round, chocolate brown eyes were
glistening 
as the little Dominican girl's Spanish 
energetically flowed from her lips when she
 stretched out her hand to me.

A hand reaching out for mine
A heart open 
to give 
and to receive

love.

My ever-present little helper stayed at my 
side throughout the week.

Sweeping endless hallways, fetching paintbrushes for the 
other workers, finding missing waterbottles and sunglasses, 
moving chairs, and rearranging classrooms, 
Francesca
happily worked and filled the rooms with
laughter
and light.

A hand reaching out for mine
 A heart open to give
and to receive

love.

The days flew by,
and the time was gone far to quickly.

It was dark outside as we watched the movie in our plastic chairs.
Her brown hand grasped mine as she stared with anticipation at the movie screen.
The film concluded, 
and it was time to go.
But this time, when she asked if I would be back tomorrow,
I had to tell her no.
I would be going on an airplane over the ocean
back home.

Her face looked sad as she did not want to believe it.
"Adios, amiga.  No te olvidarè." I told her.
(Goodbye, friend.  I will not forget you)

Her hand stretched out one last time, 
and she gave me a hug.

A hand reaching out for mine
A heart open to give
and receive

love. 

I looked at the little girl,
and my heart was aching as the warm tear
slipped
down my face.
 
"For Christ's love compels us, 
because we are convinced that one died for all, 
and therefore all died.  
And he died for all, that those who live 
should no longer live 
for themselves 
but for 
him 
who died for them 
and was raised again" 
(2 Corinthians 5:14-15).

Her heart was open.
She, with a heart embracing others and her two little hands 
warmly outstretched,
left my heart convicted:
love crosses barriers,
opens doors, 
heals wounds,
comforts hurts,
and brings light.
An outstretched hand that 
is willing to help,
is desiring to come with on the broken road,
and will pick the fallen 
gives hope and life.

Christ's love, reflected in this little girl, is compelling,
urging to live a life with
a heart open
and arms outstretched
welcoming all who come.

Lord, give me your eyes to better meet the needs
of those around  me.
Grant me your heart to fully embrace them.

Thank you for the
two little hands
on an island in the Caribbean.

"Adios, amiga.  No te olvidarè."
© 2013 Deborah Hope Shining

1 comment:

I definitely don't want this to be a monologue. What are your thoughts? Questions? Ideas?

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