I Am Listening….

I am working in my garden today; planting and weeding and marveling at the miracle that is our Earth and the soil and the sun and Life.

Tomorrow is Palm Sunday, the beginning of the end of the Lenten Season.

For me it is a time of looking inward at my Lenten Journey, to assess my relationship with my God;

a time to Listen.

The house is quiet and the garden is mine.

I am Listening.

I am remembering the planting of the rose bushes and the ivy.

I am grateful for the soil and the worms and the sun.

I am grateful for my life and for Love.

I am grateful for my son.

I am wondering how Mary felt as her son rode into Jerusalem.

I am Grateful for my God.

I am Listening….

Peace to you this beautiful and quiet day….



My Boy Can Tame The Bees

by Jennifer Winkel Thompson

His small hand slides

Quickly into the


Palm up

He waits

The sun shines down 

The heat rising

He and I planted this very plant.

In diapers

He dug the hole

And placed the plant

Small and vulnerable

Into the arms of God.

“there you go baby” he said

the lavender   lemon balm   roses

and angelica thrive.

My boy watches a bee alight on his fingertips

He is silent and still

His power.

His love

His knowing

Hold this bee

The moment  goes on and on

My boy can tame the bees.

copyright Jennifer Winkel Thompson


The Meaning of Palm Sunday


Palm Sunday commemorates the triumphal entrance of Christ into Jerusalem (Matthew 21:1-9), when palm branches were placed in His path, before His arrest on Holy Thursday and His Crucifixion on Good Friday. It thus marks the beginning of Holy Week, the final week of Lent, and the week in which Christians celebrate the mystery of their salvation through Christ’s Death and His Resurrection on Easter Sunday.

from: Catholicism.about.com

~ by Step On a Crack on March 31, 2012.

15 Responses to “I Am Listening….”

  1. Our minds are on the same channel today, friend. Lovely words you shared. The poem about your son is a treasure for him. xo


  2. I can feel the peacefulness in your voice. It was calming to me too. Thanks!



  3. I agree with Nancy…a calmness came over me while I was reading your poem. Beautiful, beautiful words! Thanks for sharing!



  4. Jen- This is just beautiful. Beautiful. Thank you for sharing the poem with us. I believe we are all uniquely made and it is my great hope that he will be able to maintain his gently soul through all that life throws his way. He is so blessed to have a mom standing beside him, being his compass during his growing years. The fact that you even have one to share is a testimony to your courage and sensitivity to One greater than we.

    “there you go baby” is perhaps the sweetest thing I’ve heard for weeks.


    • Heidi!

      Oh my friend! I can still hear his little sweet voice saying “there you go Babies” as if it were yesterday. We are feeling very blessed that he will be attending a Jesuit high school: tough academics and Sweet Loving environment. It will be a good place for him to become the man he is to become. Oh Lord. Help me Let Go.

      I am blessed to be his mom. He came this way; with so much wisdom and insight and love. He is a special and tender Kid. I am one Lucky Mom!

      I hope you are having a truly Glorious day!

      Love, Jen


  5. Jen, this is my favorite poem that you have entrusted us to share. Much love, and I hear you listening:) Mel


  6. Wishing you a blessed Holy Week 🙂


  7. Jen I loved your poem. Reading it, I felt the sun, saw your son in his diapers, smelt the lavender, and saw the bee. The bee in his hand. Amazing! And thanks for the education re. Holy Week.


  8. how calming 🙂


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