One Tiny Faerie Blows Down a Door

Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," fair to faeries and kind to minds since 2005! My how times fly when you're halving sums!

Perhaps three of my four readers go back so far with "The Gods Are Bored" that they know about my sister and her happy Pentacostal church. Sis became a deeply religious Christian after getting a job at a Christian radio station. Before she got the job, she was your average joe religion-wise, and very, very funny. But listening to that music, and those talk shows, day after day after day started to alter her view of the world. It was like a willful brainwashing. Even after she was encouraged to quit her job because she got married, and married women weren't supposed to work outside the home, she carried this faith with her like a hiking staff that propped her up.

It's still possible to hear Focus on the Family as a murmuring undercurrent in Sis's house. But now it's the murmuring undercurrent, not the crashing waterfall.

What's happened? My sister found a faerie left behind in a dresser drawer. One little glo-in-the-dark faerie, the kind you might get for a quarter from a gumball machine.

Sis's house is now full of faeries. Faerie houses. Faerie statues. Faerie books. And yesterday, Sis spent the entire day building a faerie hostel in her backyard. She neglected her housework to do it!

Readers, this is huge. Not too long ago, my sister would neglect her health before she let her house get messy.

Last night she called me to tell me all about building the outdoor faerie hostel. She never sounded happier. And she said, "You know, when the door of imagination blows open, a lovely wind just strikes everything."

It's my experience that people who step through the "door of imagination" never feel satisfied by simple answers anymore. The rosy glow of multiple possibilities begins to seep in.

Thus it has been for my sister, and I needn't tell you that our relationship has done a 180. I love this new person I see. It's like she's been toting around a rock on her back and has shifted it and stood upright for the first time in 20 years.

She is planning to build a faerie habitat on the grounds of her church. Does anyone else feel that a circle might be closing that was first set in motion 1600 years ago?