Your way in, past her cubicle,
and she’s bent over, bent over
once again, a spiritual book
opened, her desk cluttered. She’s told
you before, in an imperative
way, this world didn’t just put itself
together on its own; her readings
keep her grounded and one must keep
a grip on reality - or suffer
at the hands of a modern world
lost in its own accomplishments.
This time she looks up, noticing
that I’m noticing and she looks
me directly in the eye and mouths
“you are loved; all of us are loved”
and she closes her book. I mumble
to myself “that's right: no more Masses
and my wife practically broke an ankle
collecting coronavirus test kits.”
When I get to my own desk I pull out
my own spiritual book and in
the first sentence read: “Throughout Sacred
Scripture one reads continually
of the love of God for us. He lets
us know this in various ways.”*
"Then You’ll understand too Lord if
my faith is shaken." - I prayed as I closed the book.
Gary Edward Geraci
*In Conversation With God: Meditation for each day of the year - Volume Two: Lent - Holy Week -Eastertide by Francis Fernandez
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