Roger, our cheerful elderly neighbor
came to the door with two plastic bags
of oddly-shaped cucumbers and pale tomatoes
that ripen red in the sun.
Our tiny daughter greeted him (in her underwear),
“You’re not my grandpa.”
“No,” said Roger cheerfully,
“But I am a grandpa.  To Lila.”
“Ohhhhh…” said our girl, cheerfully.
That morning I prayed
for a few necessities
with expectation and thankfulness
before provision,
and I felt the full fast faith of a kid
fill my chest for an instant
in the freshness of the garden vegetables.
Granted by way of a cheerful neighbor,
my pale prayer
ripened red in the son.


Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer,
believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.  
Mark 11:24

image: painting by Tina Wassel Keck

11 thoughts on “Ripen

  1. Just beautiful Emily! The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree…love May Everlasting and now I have Silver Pennies to expire me and make me smile. Thanks for sharing!

  2. What a beautiful story. It spoke to my heart and testifies to how the Lord has miraculously provided in “the 11th hour” on so many occasions. I love how creative God is when he generously gives us exactly what we need.

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