Wasn't Yours Like this?
Julie reflects further on childhood.A good childhood is like another planet, one with a sweet haze that blankets everything and puts it into a fourth dimension of reality that sticks with a person after they've left. As an adult, I have a vague sense of specifics and an overwhelming sense of there being some kind of added excitement and wonder to the most regular of things.
Our version was: Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. Guard me Jesus through the night, wake me with the morning light. AMEN. (There was always an emphasis on AMEN.) I first remember praying this in the nursery in the basement of our house on Perry Drive.
Labels: Childhood, children, Prayer, reminiscence
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8 Comments:
It is so true that there are those things that we remember so much more grandly than they really are.
I wish TDH would just admit this is the case with "Where Eagles Dare."
Monday, April 14, 2008
Planet Childhood. I know it well, though it seems lightyears away. Planet Childhood, Planet Earth -- and neither is really my home. Now there's a thought!
Monday, April 14, 2008
I love how she describes it as a "sweet haze that blankets everything." There is really no sequentiality to my childhood memories, they are just a bundle of lilac flowers, sprinklers, roller skates, Amy Grant songs, Disney movies, and picnics.
However, I think you would agree, El, that Gil from the Anne of Green Gables movies is not something that we remember more grandly than he really is.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Both my husband and I were fond of the 'now I lay me down to sleep' prayer. In teaching Sunday School, we also picked up a sweet one and taught it to the kids in addition:
"Jesus keep me healthy strong, and give me a life that's long. Make me ever more like you, kind and gentle, strong and true. Help me always trust in you and show you love in all I do, at work, at rest, at school, at play."
Monday, April 14, 2008
Oh, hell yeah. Jonathan Crombie, you are grand yesterday, today and forever.
Seriously, Molly, you are so right. I maybe didn't have as many Disney movies, but lilacs? Yes. Amy Grant music? Yes. You can add playing outside constantly, cabbage patch kidss and riding in the car whilst being annoyed by and annoying my sister.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Lilacs were beloved by me as well, my sister and I insisted we'd have them in our wedding boquets...sigh...we grew up and chose the more exotic and formal roses and lilies instead...
Sensing that I didn't quite get that prayer right, I had to check with my kiddos last night...and, well, I didn't get it right.
The prayers we read somewhere or other, and began to recite, go like this...
1.Jesus Savior wash away all that I've done wrong today. Make me ever more like you, good and gentle, kind and true.
2. Thank you Lord for taking care, of me each night and day. I know that you are with me, at work, at rest, at school, at play.
3. Jesus keep me healthy, strong, and give me a life that's long. Help me always trust in you and show you love in all I do.
Phew, conscience cleared, now I am eager for the lilacs to bloom!
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
NO. My childhood was not like this. To those who had a blessed childhood, I smile. What a useful tool in life, to have the ability to associate in a normal way with people, to trust others.
I do not know what this is...this why my faith is in Christ!
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Neither was our mother's, Laura. And mine ended around the age of 12. But I like to think that the fact that my three siblings and I look back upon our childhoods with such loving affection helps heal that part of her life.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
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