Monthly Archives: November 2010

Tommy’s Plan for World Peace

Tommy’s fourth birthday party—from shrieking, laughing, jumping and even some swimming in the pool to pizza, fresh fruit and cake in the party room—is a success. But it’s what happens after the celebration that I want to tell you about. That’s when Tommy, tucked in for the night, shares his plan for world peace with his mom.

Tommy: Mom, when I grow up I’m going to tell all the bad people that they have to be good.

Lisa: That’s quite the goal!

Tommy: I’m going to tell all the people in all the countries that they have to be nice to their friends and share.

“Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God.” (Matthew 5:9)

Go for it, Tommy!


“There’s a Baby!”

I really hadn’t foreseen this.

Don’s group is collecting donations for the local Red Cross, the Food Bank, and a program which helps homeless people. He pitches his tent outside our workplace for a two-night, three-day stint, and I note with approval that the Security Office is just inside the door.

“Would you like to help me pick out some food for hungry babies?” I ask four-year-old Tina after she, her mom and I arrive at the grocery store. I lead her to the organic baby foods, and she chooses two jars as directed. But then she sees others she likes better (brighter colors?). I check them for added sugar. She gives me others to check. Tina looks so grown-up, briskly handing me jars and asking, “Does this have sugar?” She finally settles on two very brightly colored foods (beech nut, perhaps, and carrot), and Maria (her mom) chooses to buy a can of formula.

Oh oh! I hadn’t foreseen this! As soon as we see a baby, Tina reaches for the baby food to hand it to the little one. I say that baby looks well fed, but then we see another one. Tina tries again. The store seems to be full of babies! However, I manage to convince Tina that the babies we’re seeing are well fed, and that this food is for babies we don’t know.

We go back to Maria’s house, where she unloads her groceries and collects more donations. Tina and I head back to my workplace to deliver them.

As we put the items in the bin, we think about who could use them—the recorder for a child who doesn’t have toys, the yellow top and jean shorts for a little girl, pretty pastel socks and a soft green blanket for a baby, and of course the baby food for a hungry little one.

After supper at Maria’s, Tina and I build a fancy tower with feet and movable parts from the Fiddlestix™. The hungry crocodile chases the Brontosaur and musical giraffes up and down the tower and around the house.

A lovely end to a lovely day.

“When I was hungry, you gave me something to eat, and when I was thirsty, you gave me something to drink. When I was a stranger, you welcomed me, and when I was naked, you gave me clothes to wear. . . . Whenever you did it for any of my people, no matter how unimportant they seemed, you did it for me.”
From Matthew 25: 35, 36, 40  (Contemporary English Version)