Two Girls & One Coat

While brother and cousin played flag football, my youngest shivered on the sidelines. Her cousin, Sosy, struggled to get too-much-coat on. Her thin frame so narrow she slipped through the neck hole. Her tiny wingspan unable to stretch through the sleeves.

One with too much. One with none at all.

“Share with me!” Sosy shouted through a grin. Because Sosy shouts everything through a grin.

The excitement paused for work. The sharing wouldn’t be easy.

Sosy zipped.

Two girls sharing a coat

Penelope zipped.

Two girls sharing a coat

Faces and arms contorted.

Two girls sharing a coat

Until two little girls filled one big coat. Together.

Two girls sharing a coat

And skipped away under a menacing sky. Laughing. Together.

Two girls sharing one coat

Naive?

Optimistic?

Two girls sharing a coat

Together wouldn’t be easy.

When one wants to sit and the other wants to run. When one wants to talk and the other doesn’t want to listen.

two girls sharing one coat

Together is never easy.

But even the falling is better shared.

two girls sharing one coat

“Do it again!” Sosy shouted through a grin.

All the believers were one in heart and mind. No one claimed that any of his possessions was his own, but they shared everything they had. -Acts 4:32

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