True to Blogger form I am dedicating one of my own blogs! There are always some sorts of nominations and dedications going around and now it is my turn.
Let me preface this by saying that my dedicated excerpt comes from a book I read today (yes I read the entire book in one day) by Rick Mckinley called "This Beautiful Mess." Read it, read it, read it. It is the Rick guy that Donald Miller talks about in "Blue Like Jazz." I am very inspired in many ways after reading this book. Each chapter has a poem that relates the the message he is conveying. While I was reading this poem I immediately thought of Heather Truett. First because she loves poetry and second she loves her babies. And there is a third, and that is because each of her posts always are in some way "soul searching" in some way. That's a good thing. So Heather this poem by Nathan Bubna called "Sylvan's Request" is my dedication to you today because it made me think of you.
"Sylvan's Request"
"Will you color with me?" asked Sylvan.
"Not right now, I'm going to go do.."
something important.
I went to do something I needed to do, didn't I?
Oh no.
What a glorious invitation I passed on today.
I could have colored!
I never color anymore.
I saw I wasn't good at coloring, so I stopped.
Growing up is dangerous like that.
It's so easy to forget that playing isn't competing,
so easy to confuse the serious with the important
or the skillful with the valuable.
Sylvan wanted to color while Leo played in a cardboard box
and Violette carefully balanced a pillow on her head.
How silly they are.
How wonderfully, worshipfully, beautifully silly!
But me?
Well, I had to do something important.
-Nathan Bubna
Hope that you enjoyed!
