Six Word Story (74)

There are special people in this world that thrive in the background. Do you know one?

They know how to work with their hands and make things happen.

Or say just the right things to light up the darkness before melting back in to the shadows.

Are YOU one of them?

If you are… Thank you.

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef


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Six Word Story (73)

Though cracked and dry, the riverbed is still there.

The broken boat evidence of past actions.

Our hearts? Can they still hear the whispers of the waves? Can we still praise in the drought?

It’s hard, but nature doesn’t forget past blessings even as the landscapes change. The earth buries its evidence in layer after layer of newness.

I will try to sit, be silent, and remember the sound of waves lapping the shore. I will remember past blessings. I will praise.

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Six Word Story (72)

Interruptions. Changing of plans. We rarely look for those things, but if you know anything about river adventures, you know that a portage is often unavoidable. What do you do when you find a proverbial canoe on your shoulders, instead of in the water where it belongs?

Keep walking, carry a good compass, bring a friend along to help with the load.

These are things easier said than done. When your legs ache, when you’re tired and it’s dark and you can’t read your compass, when you and your partner find verbal combat easier than carrying a canoe… In the middle of at a portage doesn’t always seem like an adventure, but that’s life. We don’t always recognise the adventures we are on when we are standing in the middle of them.

Perspective. This is my reminder to remember and check my perspective.

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Six Word Story (71)

Do you have an arrow you follow? A compass? Something that guides you when you lose sight of land?

We all do, whether or not we realise it.

Sometimes, the guides that we follow are not very clear. Or, their arrows are not true and it’s difficult to discern if we are heading the right way.

How do we know if our guiding arrows are trustworthy? Have you ever had to find a new one?

I have.

Now, my compass is the Holy Bible. What is yours?

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Six Word Story (70)

The worlds that we are.

The magnificence that each body represents.

Even when flawed, or experiencing illness.

I have had to sit and watch the IV drop in silence, more than once in my life. Have you? I didn’t feel like a masterpiece in the middle of my pain. But that doesn’t change the fact that I was and still am, one.

So are you.

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Creamy New

The statue’s skin was creamy white. It spoke of new thoughts, ideas, and beliefs.

The cracks already forming around elbows, wrists and ankles revealed cheapness. Good intentions hurried, ignoring minuscule weaknesses.

The bird crap on shoulders reminded, nature will have its way. When the first hand crumbled, a raven laughed.

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef


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Six Word Story (69)

Who?

Why?

There is always a reason someone turns on the lights, strikes a match, or opens shutters. It takes intention.

The effects of that one action go beyond the single act and affect everyone who inhabits the darkness. be them human, bug, or bacteria.

Light, and the act of lighting. Such small things, such large changes.

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Six Word Story (68)

Logic, the container that lets you place all your emotions in order. Alone logic is neat but empty. It can explain, but lacks the warmth and meaning that makes life worthwhile.

Emotions without a holder, they roll around and make a mess at our feet. But they are a healthy staple and give our life spark, and sustaining energy.

None is better than the other. Neither is perfect in its understanding of reality. The ability to understand how they fit together? That is power.

I believe they were created to be partners within the human experience. What do you think?

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Six Word Story (67)

Once, when I was little, I asked my dad what had happened to the forest as we drove through the Northwestern Ontario wilderness. The trees looked ugly and sad. Dead black things standing in silent testament to what once was.

Did you know that the black earth hides life? All we see is destruction, but the earth knows it as time to renew.

“The forest will grow back full of new life and food for the animals to eat.” Dad told me.

It can be the same with people. Don’t look at your burn out plots as lost. See them as places to grow new love.

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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Six Word Story (66)

Is it the flower, or the old car that is sad?

Perhaps they weep for each other as brothers in this world where all things have a beginning and an end.

©2022 Mary Grace van der Kroef

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