playmates

It is a gloomy, rainy (wind-blown into our faces, they predict), chilly, icky, yucky morning. Even Dusty the Church Dog thinks it would be better to get back into bed, pull the covers over our heads, and go back to sleep.

But we can't.

Surely and Goodness, the sisters from across the street, called a few minutes ago, wondering if we were up for a game of follow-the-leader. 'It's the perfect day for it,' they giggled into the phone.

Light and Truth are off school today because of parent-teacher conferences, and they are ready to come over with their shovels and help dig through the six-foot drifts of sin in the neighborhood, and continue to be our guides to the kingdom.

Wonder and Hope, the irrepressible twins who just moved in next door, are standing on the front porch in their rain gear and boots, eager to go splash in puddles and make boats out of twigs and leaves, watching them swirl into the whirlpool of the storm drains.

What wonderful playmates God places around us.

So get out of bed, sleepyheads, and go have some fun today!

© 2013 Thom M. Shuman