Years ago I read an article in which a young person asked, ”Do believers have to wear a certain kind of designer clothes?”
It came to pass, one day in December when I was away on a working trip, that I found an email in my personal mailbox. I checked the title, saw it was something about blogs, and almost swiped it into the junk folder, so it would not disturb my thinking. I have an information management system whereby all unnecessary and distracting messages are immediately scrapped, those about something that can be delegated are forwarded, those that require attention are dealt with, and anything necessary is archived. My daughter, who is studying economics, recently told me that, without knowing it, I have been using the traf system.
I started in a new job, and during the first few months already I have had many things to think about. As if I did not have enough on my plate already! Our children often laugh and say that I could write good detective stories with my wide-ranging imagination. My imagination brings a lot of color to our daily life, often only in my dreams but sometimes even in real life.
There are many last times in human life. They involve great joy and expectations, but often also pain and longing.
I have been marveling at the number of people with computer skills during this pandemic. We have online services and live-streamed presentations as a routine. In our home zion, for instance, we had a congregation evening online. Everything was done really professionally. I could not have imagined this a couple of years ago.
May 9 was a Sunday and Mothers’ Day this year. Nine years ago it was a Tuesday. On that day we had a baby boy with lovely eyes and long eyelashes. Throughout the pregnancy I had gone for regular appointments at the antenatal clinic, as all expecting mothers do in Finland.
I suddenly remembered a small, seemingly unimportant incident from my youth. I was about twenty and already aware of my innate impatient restlessness, which I continue to feel occasionally. “Where should we go?” I often asked then and still do today.
It was evening. The little ones were sitting and playing with their lego bricks. My husband was preparing to go to work. He went round to each child and blessed them with the gospel. Then he came to me, and we hugged and blessed each other. Suddenly, when he was already leaving, our youngest child looked up and said: “Daddy! You did not bless me!” My husband said he had already done that. But the child had apparently been so seriously concentrating on her play that she had not noticed it. She insisted: “You did not bless!”
The packages had white stickers with a picture of a red crystal glass. They had stickers on all sides. In addition to those stickers, there were others that said: ”Fragile. Handle with care.” From fifty years ago, I still remember the instructions for handling such packages: “Do not throw. Do not leave under other packages. Handle with care”.
One morning I was so sad that I just cried. All things seemed difficult and frightening, l was disappointed, and I felt my vacation had been far too short. Everything seemed utterly oppressive. I hugged my dog for consolation. I lay down by its side, feeling my heart weighed down by all my sorrows. I just stroked the soft fur for a while, letting tears stream down my face, and the dog then licked them off my face.
I asked my children what I should write in my next blog post. One of them suggested I should write about myself and tell the readers what I am like.
The room was quiet. The young boy was sitting alone in the twilight, staring at his phone. My wife and I in the living-room were wondering why our son’s life was so lonely. We were worried that his lack of friends might leave deep scars in his mind. It was as if he were quietly slipping away from life.
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Levollista ja iloista laulu- ja soitinmusiikkia turvallisesta paimenesta. Tutustu tarkemmin tästä.
Runokokoelmassa luonto peilaa ihmisen kokemuksia, mutta myös vaikuttaa kokemuksiin. Tutustu tarkemmin tästä.
Nuortenkirja kertoo koulukiusatun Joonan rippikoulukesästä. Vaikka kirjassa käsitellään vaikeitakin aiheita, siitä löytyy myös ystävyyttä, iloa ja luottamusta Jumalan johdatukseen. Tutustu lisää ja tilaa täältä.
Mitä lapset tekevät purjeveneessä? Mukaansatempaava kertomus lapsiperheen erilaisesta matkasta suviseuroihin. Tutustu tarkemmin tästä.
Lohdullisia ja riemullisia lauluja taivaasta Jämsän Kristillinen Kansanopiston kuoron laulamana. Tutustu ja tilaa levy verkkokaupasta!
Toimitus suosittelee
Viikon kysymys
Ilmoitukset
Levollista ja iloista laulu- ja soitinmusiikkia turvallisesta paimenesta. Tutustu tarkemmin tästä.
Runokokoelmassa luonto peilaa ihmisen kokemuksia, mutta myös vaikuttaa kokemuksiin. Tutustu tarkemmin tästä.
Nuortenkirja kertoo koulukiusatun Joonan rippikoulukesästä. Vaikka kirjassa käsitellään vaikeitakin aiheita, siitä löytyy myös ystävyyttä, iloa ja luottamusta Jumalan johdatukseen. Tutustu lisää ja tilaa täältä.
Mitä lapset tekevät purjeveneessä? Mukaansatempaava kertomus lapsiperheen erilaisesta matkasta suviseuroihin. Tutustu tarkemmin tästä.
Lohdullisia ja riemullisia lauluja taivaasta Jämsän Kristillinen Kansanopiston kuoron laulamana. Tutustu ja tilaa levy verkkokaupasta!