I absolutely love my name. Thanks to my mother for naming me after Jane Austen's Emma. She says that if she ever had another baby girl her name would be Elizabeth Jane. However she is far too old for that, so I will just have to use the name for my own child. Or perhaps, Marianne Charlotte. I don't really need to know right away anyway.
As my mother nursed me, BBC's Pride and Prejudice played in the background. As I begin toddle around the house, it played. Even now, it plays. It has been the soundtrack to my youth.
Today, the rain fell down steadily all day. It awakened my imagination and continued to make it run wild with thoughts of long dresses and tea. Momma and I were supposed to go to the store but we got carried away. This happened:
So we never made it to the store.
As the movie ended this happened:
And I cried. I asked my mother , "Momma, why am I crying? It isn't sad. I don't understand why I'm crying." "Emma," she leaned over and spoke softly, "She's being persued. She is being continuously, deliberately persued. You know who else does that?" "Jesus?", I ask shakily through my tears. "Yes, darling."
I am persued. I am continuously, deliberately persued. By the King and Creator of the whole world.
As are you.
Love and Joy,
Emma
Funny how rainy days always feel like Jane Austen type days to me. For as long as I can remember my mom has had Sense and Sensibility and Persuasion playing in the background =)
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