One of the changes since Tayla brightened our lives is the way in which I look at people. I try to imagine every person as a little Tayla. Let me explain. Tayla’s life is a mixture of a few essentials. When she’s awake and crying it can be one of the following:
- Dirty nappy.
Every person we meet has one of these needs. Some people are hungry or thirsty and they need some kind of nourishment; maybe a word or a story or an example. Other people are soiled with some recent sin, the stench follow them with the acute smell of fresh poo – they need someone to help change the mess. Then there are those who have a serious case of trapped wind; they need to get something out but alas its stuck! It may be a dream that needs to be articulated – or a new revelation that’s not quite worded to perfection. The wind will release after a precise rub on the back ; the right question might just do the trick. Sometimes people will cry incessantly ; the precise reason may be unknown, undiagnosed. The only thing we know for sure is that the crying stops when the person is touched or cuddled; like a miracle. Then there’s the ill person – they need healing and none of the above without medicine will help.