Another Note to Anthem

Another Day Along the Way
Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Another day,
Well, Anthem, you’ve left Georgia and traveled home with your parents. Thanks for the time we spent together during your visit. Thanks for the laughter, the words, the dancing, the conversations.

You look happy. Especially when eating, when around people you know, when entertaining others, when feeling safe, when listening to your dad’s music. You look happy.

I know your grandmother and I were happy during your visit. But now you left to return home.

Events, though, do not need to have a limited life span. I remember my time with you – even though my memory is not the best (to word it nicely to myself). Pictures taken by devices and images embedded on our minds reveal the realities of our week together.

We watched basketball games. We played basketball.

We listened to songs. We sang songs.

We heard prayers prayed. We prayed prayers.

We saw people walking. We walked.

I could type more words explaining our time together. But, I’ll end with this. Your name came from a key person in Calvin Miller’s book, The Song.

Like that Anthem, you make a difference. A positive difference.

Like that Anthem, things change when you arrive. Good and great changes.

Since you and your parents traveled home, we miss you. We will also remember the time together and choose to find ways of communicating from a distance.

I pray more people communicate more often with those they love. I pray more people refuse to allow distance to divide them.

We love you, Anthem. Enjoy the dance of life.

Along the way,
Chris Maxwell

Powerful Statement: And Anthem answered, “Admit your emptiness. Open to the wind. Receive the Stigmon of the Singer.” (Calvin Miller: The Song)