Rhonnie Scheuerman’s Inspiration Station For All In Need This Morning
Happy New Year My Friends….Rhon
On the first day you shall have a holy convocation…-Leviticus 23:7
On one January first back in the seventies, it was still dark outside when I awoke. The den was toy-strewn, there were supper dishes in the sink. A pile of laundry waited to be washed, while the dryer was full of the last load. I didn’t have the traditionally Southern New Year’s meal- black-eyed peas, cornbread and hog jowl-planned; I didn’t even have milk for breakfast. Wearily I tossed scattered toys into the yellow plastic clothes basket with the broken handle.
New Year’s Day .Bah,humbug! I felt someone watching me and turned. In the dark room stood Julie my oldest, in her pink nightgown with the top button missing. Sleepy eyes, she asked softly, “Why are you up so early, Mama?” I’m trying to get a head start. It’s New Year’s Day. You know what that means?”Silence. I assumed she’s chosen to ignore my strange early-morning question.” teacher said that every day is the first day of the rest of your life. Is that what you mean, Mama?”
I stood up straight and looked at her- really looked at her . A smile found my face. “Yep, Julie Babe, your teacher’s a smart lady – Author Marion Bond West