|Three Buses like those in the background|
What a grand view from the upper deck! Almost all are aboard now – all two-hundred-plus of us. Church door and gates are locked, Mr. F climbs on board our idling bus. Engines roar and gears engage. We’re off!
Her printed cotton dress moves gently in the breeze. Her brown hair – not too short, but not too long, either – doesn’t hide her endearing round, rosy cheeks. What do her eyes say, as she stands all alone, gazing up, eyes scanning the windows? The lower deck? The upper deck?
|Source: MRM Black|
She’s . . . three-and-a-half, maybe four.
I’ve wondered about that little girl more often than I can recall during the more than six decades since that day.
She tugs at my heart every time.
Peter, now retired from fulltime pastoral service, is an author, inspirational columnist and songwriter living in Southwestern Ontario. He enjoys singing and playing sacred music and praise songs – especially for his friends in a number of residential care facilities and in area congregations.