Dear Friends,
I had the privilege of meeting with a group of Christian writers last evening on zoom. We meet once a month and usually start with a devotional and a prayer. About midway through we were given a 20-minute writing exercise. It was to be a reflection on Matthew 11:28-30.
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Here is what I wrote, after I cleaned it up a bit:
Robin’s Trek
Teresa M. Arsenault
Robin skipped through the sun-drenched grass that grew alongside a gravel pathway. She avoided walking on it because its sharp stones cut into her feet.
But as night began to fall, the grass was filled with shadows and rustling sounds that pricked her senses. Only that rough path was illuminated by the moon. She hobbled over the unforgiving surface, hoping to find some refuge for the night.
A bright star and the lunar glow guided her to a deep hollow in a tree trunk, By now she felt sure a predator was stalking her. As she huddled and blinked in the darkness of her shelter, the hot body slinked past. She caught a glimpse of its blazing eyes and flashing claws.
The next morning Robin shivered in the cold and damp. The sun cast only a gloomy mist over the terrors of the night. But as it rose, it began to warm her. She started on her trek again, though she was weary and no longer skipped.
The sun grew warmer still, until it beat upon her head and made her feel dizzy. Her belly was hollow and her throat was parched. She couldn’t remember where she was going or why it was important. What was the point of putting one foot in front of the other and never getting anywhere?
She finally lay down at the base of a tree. Her feet were bleeding so she couldn’t take another step. She would let the predator take her tonight. There was nothing left to live for anyway.
Suddenly she felt herself lifted. A restoring draught filled her mouth and she opened her eyes. At first she started, seeing that she was held in the hands of a giant, but his face was so kind, she relaxed. He blew out a fragrant breath upon her and she felt filled with strength and joy. Then he smiled and spoke,
“Dear little Robin, did you forget that I gave you wings?”