One of my favorite stories from my time as a first grade teacher is the day one of my students asked,
“Mrs. Pantusa, what would happen if this room filled up with turtles?”
The freedom of his ask. The innocence of his question. The beauty of his curiosity.
I want that. Permission to have child like faith. To be a daughter.
To not believe my being enough is determined by how few questions I ask. Or what little help I need.
To not believe my being seen is based on whether I know everything or have everything figured out.
To give voice to the questions that rise in me and be free of the fear of the perception of others.
What if I allow curiosity to create a deeper intimacy with my Father?
What if I take my striving for perfection and exchange it for the joy of doing life WITH God?
What if I take the belief that growth is a formula and exchange it for a canvas of the unique masterpiece that is being created of my becoming?
As I think back to that day in the classroom, a smile fills my face and I whisper in my spirit:
God, can we talk? I have a few questions.
“It’s not just wisdom we are after. It’s the joy of doing life with God.”Allen Arnold, Chaos Can’t: Overcome What Comes Against You in This Shaken World