A Sunrise Relationship Connection

20181203_102534.jpg“Grandpa at what time will we see the sun?”

“Well Grandson, it depends where we are standing.”

The grandson blew into his cupped hands, then asked, “What do you mean?”

“You see, if you stand far from the mountains, like we are now, we’ll see the sun sooner. But, if we were at the base of those mountains, we won’t see the sun until it cleared their peaks.”

“But Grandpa, Nana said that the sun rises at the same time.”

Grandpa patted his grandson on the head, chuckled and then responded, “Nana is right. The sun rises at a specific time every day. But if a mountain is right before us, it will block the sun from our sight.”

“Oh, I see.” The grandson cuddled in his own coat as the Alaska’s cold, morning air touched his skin. He then releases a deep sigh.

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“What thoughts are you wrestling with, grandson?”

“I was wondering, if the reason why my parents can’t see God like we do, is because of where they are standing.”

His grandpa wraps his arm around the Grandson’s shoulders, “You are wise for an eight-year-old.”

“Grandpa, you’re the wise one, for you bring me out here where God teaches man about him and ourselves.”

“How did you arrive to this conclusion?”

“By watching and listening to you.”

“Hmmm.” Grandpa remain quiet for a while before releasing a deep breath.

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The grandsons watched the cloud of breath float up and reshaped itself until it vanished from sight.

“Grandpa, did you just tell God a prayer?”

“I did.”

“What did you pray for?”

“That you and I will have many more mornings to witness the sunrise. And, for you to keep reminding me of the important things one must do. I also asked the Lord to help me stand where I will always see God so that He can shine through me.”

“I will ask the same things.” The Grandson released three puffs of breath and watched them transformed shapes as they floated to the heavenly sky. “Grandpa, the sun!”

Grandpa moved away from the rail, took the keys of the truck out of his pocket and told his Grandson, “the sun rays have spread making this Grandpa and Grandson connection time, extra special. Now let’s go to the mountains and explore.”20181203_103207.jpg

Tuesday Photo Challenge by Dutch goes the Photo ~ Connections

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A Child’s Curious Heart

My reality is placed on silence as I wonder about my grandson’s imagination

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I want to go inside.

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A choice I had to make, do I expose the truth or tell him a lie?

I chose to show him reality, but fed him a make belief world once I closed the door back on the bush.

“Grandson, this will always be your little house. You can enter within, when you sleep tonight. Once you see the door, go inside. In there is a home, which only you can dream.”

Not sure if he understood, but I do know, he doesn’t forget what I tell him. Maybe, when he sleeps my words will return and guide him to the little red door. Then, he can create his own story.

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Daily Post Photo Challenge ~ Story

When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.” — Ansel Adams