Traveling with Pomegranates
Good Morning, God!
This is Part 4 of my multifaceted Trip! This is the Part where I am not just Tutu but Mother and Mother-in-law — the Belle Mama. And, as is always the case with more “roles” the interactions become more complex. Now, God, I don’t like the word ROLE as it makes it sound scripted and artificial.
Actually, the RELATIONSHIP of Mother / Daughter is incredibly rich and deep and I suspect my conscious mind is 98% unaware of what is going on at any point in time. Yes, God, it is just as well (read: darned good thing) that Kit is not here too. My Husband / Wife relationship would multiply the complexity.
So, God, it is not too surprising that when I was in the bookstore the other day I was drawn to Sue Monk Kidd’s book — written with her daughter — Traveling with Pomegranates. I bought it on Kindle and am now through the first third. That ends with the Daughter sharing her grief and depression with her Mother. That is SO IMPORTANT, GOD! And yet, it is SO HARD to do.
I remember a dear aunt confiding that the reason she had stayed WAY TOO LONG in an abusive marriage was because her mother had taught her that we DO NOT AIR OUR DIRTY LINEN IN PUBLIC. Finally, she had a daugher-in-law that HEARD HER into speaking. And speaking was the start of the turn that allowed her to stand up for herself. But by that time she was too full of past hurts to be able to start over.
Speaking — hearing the words come out of our mouth — has great power. Silence is the Great Jailor. Help us, all, God, to take our turn at being Your EARS in this world — HEARiNG those around us into SPEAKING.
Story teller,
A Moment with God 
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