My Task

By paulalpeterson  

The assignment was to bring in some words, prose, poetry or something like that and we, at the monthly muse meeting, would focus on what we brought as part of our meditation.  Typical me, I forgot the instructions from one month to the next and brought nothing.  When we meditated, all I could think of was the lament from one of my sons who said, in discussing his joblessness, “Mom, I need to come down and spend some time with you.  I NEED TO GET SOME PETERSON MOJO GOIN,’  I don’t know what else to do!”  So, after the meditation that next Saturday, we added ink, gold in my case, into the wet and were instructed to write whatever words we had brought with us on our paper.  Then, add the usual paint and collage elements after that.

This funny face showed up wearing a funny “hat” I found in an article I read about another artist’s work!  “My task,” he says “what is my task, what is my task?  To ponder truth; to love; to help a child.  To do my best from dawn till night.” The red-shirted guy looking up at the art is trying to make sense of it all.  I love red and purple together!  That combo just sings to me!

The hymn music, “My Task,” at the bottom reads, “To love someone more dearly every day, help a wandering child to find to find his way, to ponder o’er a noble tho’t and pray, and smile when evening falls, and smile when evening falls, this is my task.”  What else is there to say?  Question asked and answered.  Amen!