Making a Life out of Dribs and Drabs

 

You make kingdoms and castles of your own

Stephan Jenkins

The ride to the beach always seemed to take forever,

although it could not have been more than 30 minutes

I would clutch the pail and shovel,

 reveling in the smell of Coppertone my mom had already doused me in 

I was ready

I was prepared

I was going to build a sandcastle that would make the beach-goers murmur in awe

We would finally arrive and lug the chairs, baskets, blankets, cooler and the other beach necessities
down to the water's edge

Mom would finally nod and say "Go...have fun!"

And I would grab my pail and shovel and head for a vacant piece of sand- 

my real estate

The future home of my castle!

There was something I always forgot though.

I did not know how to build a sandcastle- at least not one that would make people ooo and ahh

nope..not a chance

I could do the dump the bucket variety ...big deal...

But there was one castle that usually turned out pretty well-

the dribble castle- and that was my fallback

That splendid granular edifice  made of the dribs and drabs that oozed through your fingers

And I think it still is my fall back position!

I still do not seem to be able to build big castles in life that make people oo and ah

But we can all produce a darn good dribble castle with what we've  got

and that's poetiquejustis

We have different gifts, according to the grace given us. 

Romans 12:6