QUESTIONS FROM THE GROCERY CART

A few posts ago I wrote about a grocery store cart.

Here is more on what the grocery cart inspired. Since moving to the suburbs I take the bus to get my groceries now. It's been quite the undertaking over the past 15 months with a body that's getting older and during a pandemic.

Today, I'm thinking of the small space in the front of the grocery cart where a child would sit. What would that space say to me today if it could speak? 

Continuing: How many beautiful, cranky, happy, children have sat in those small spaces? I pray for them all right this minute. For all the mothers and fathers who have pushed those grocery carts. For those who push them now. For those who will. God bless you! 

Next. The Irish poet David Whyte must still be having a effect on me. He confirms my deep knowing that for the Irish, we know the inanimate is real and can speak to us (like the grocery cart "spoke" to me).

That said, I also like what Orison Swett Marden says about non-humans "speaking" to us, "Forests, lakes, and rivers, clouds and winds, stars and flowers, stupendous glaciers and crystal snowflakes - every form of animate or inanimate existence, leaves its impress upon the soul of man." How much Lord must be impressed on my soul-- in those grocery carts.

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"Only do as much as you can, and I will always arrange things so that you will easily be able to do what I ask of you" (Diary of Saint Maria Faustina Kowalska, Notebook VI, 1693).
End of Q & A.

Pause.

The grocery cart hasn't let me go yet (like the statue of the pregnant Irish woman in one of my last posts hasn't let me go). Makes me think of Jacob and the Angel-- "I will not let you go, unless you bless me." (Genesis 32:26).

Finally, I alluded to sharing some questions from the grocery cart too.

Here they are:  

What do you want to put back on the shelf?

What expired items from the past do you want to leave at the check out? 

What do you not want to leave at the checkout because it's too risky, unknown, or expensive? 

End of questions from the grocery cart.

God bless, take care,

Cb

Amen

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