I poke my nose out the door in the morning.
I recoil from the unseasonably cold air.
I look out the window and can almost see the cold,
the sharp, bright colors
the wool-scarf chill in the air.
You turn my thoughts to the people
who seem unseasonably (unreasonably) cold.
Do I recoil from them in the same way,
a quick glance, and then retreating into
my safe, warm cocoon.
Lord, on this day, let me carry your warmth
with me like a wool scarf
as I meet those whose chill
usually frightens me.
Let me share your warmth with them,
in words, in a smile, in a kindness done.
Barbara Bruneau is a retired Lutheran pastor, living in southeastern Minnesota and currently serving in interim ministry. She is a knitter, a weaver, and a very occasional blogger at An Explosion of Texture and Color.
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