Today is Friday. Time to roll out the Friday Five or my riff on it. The question of the day–“What makes you smile?” There’s so much that makes me smile.
Tim makes me smile–almost all the time. He knows how to tease me out of my crankiness, how to distract me from my fears, how to deflate even the most tense moments. Here he’s teasing me through a trail in the north woods of Minnesota. (I’m smiling just remembering the moment!)
Tex makes me smile too. He’s such a goofy dog. And he gets such joy in life. Though there are times I understand why the other families returned him to the shelter. Most days I catch his smile and can’t help flashing a smile back at him.
Sometimes tender things call out in me a tender smile. More a smile of connection acknowledged more than anything else.
Sometimes memories make me smile. They flash into my consciousness and I can feel myself breaking into a smile. Memories of wild and crazy times, memories of moments spent in reverie, memories of the Sunday suppers in my childhood–fudge and popcorn. All we could eat.
The Congregation of St. Martin’s makes me smile. I love the rawness and the realness of it all. People who live on the streets and people who live in really big houses coming together to hear a story of God’s love in action, to share the bread and wine (alcohol free) and then to go about their day and week knowing that there is at least one place where we are one.
Louis Armstrong–it’s such fun to smile along with him. But I’ve yet to figure out how to insert sound or video. So you’ll have to hum along in your head, “When you’re smiling, O when you’re smiling, the whole world smiles with you.”