Today the regular catechist for our Creation Atrium for infants to three-year-olds is away, so I took her place. We had three little ones, C and E and A. They worked well, with only a few minor upsets. They are sweet girls, loving and joyful, and it is a privilege to work with them.
Our Atrium runs for 90 minutes, and the girls just joined their parents for Eucharist (having skipped the boring parts). I straightened the works on their shelves and now sit alone in this quiet, holy space, hallowed by the Good Shepherd who gives all of himself for these little ones.
As the air conditioner runs and the fishtank burbles, I pray silently for all the little ones who do not have words to talk about holy or numinous or the Good Shepherd who watches over them with all of his time and attention and patience.
I pray also for all the bigger ones who do not feel the Shepherd’s protective, attentive, perfect love, and do not know how to find it again.
May the Shepherd bless you and keep you. The Good Shepherd make his face to shine upon you and be gracious unto you. The Shepherd lift the light of his countenance on you, and give you peace.