See a Need. Fill a Need. Drop in an Egg.
The milk spilled everywhere on Fausnaught Day.
The baby dusted the sugar from her hands and swiped the full cup ,splashing the milk all over the counter and floor. It dripped down the stools and overflowed the grout lines on the kitchen floor. This all happened after she snuck out of her nap and found a marker and colored on her face and hands…and after she found her sister’s chapstick and ate it…So she had been on quite a tear by the time she caused the milk to fountain down the levels of my kitchen. I closed my eyes and heaved a big sigh as the milk encircled my feet….all I could feel was chaos in my being.
“I got it momma,” said Bel as her nine year old self knelt down at my feet paper towels in hand.
We knelt together…sopping up this accident together.
I whispered it trying to talk through the frustration which was strangling my throat and my teeth locked in tension …”thank you. I appreciate your help.” Bel smiled at me and went back to her school work.
I went to find the plastic eggs we use every year at the start of Lent…..
The rules are for someone to catch you being selfless…you can’t announce it…you can’t come tell me you did it…
someone else can tell me of how they were helped or I can see it…
Then I give you a plastic egg to put in the jar
For forty days we strive to fill up the jars… to exercise our ability:
to see a need…and fill a need without being asked.
So we are starting it a day early this year, because I need it.
I need to acknowledge those who are willing to help
… I handed her the egg…and all the kids heard the familiar plunk.
Last year it began a race amongst all the kids to see who could drop in the most eggs.
So the race starts a day early….
See a need. Fill a need….Get an egg.