As I entered the woman's room there was a stillness. She lay in her bed, just days after her surgery, quiet and still. Sometimes it seems that lying still helps to relieve the pain....or, at least, it makes it a little more manageable. Though she was very tired, she managed to thank me for coming and bringing her the Eucharist. I wish I could have held her in my arms and breathed perfect health into her.
The gentleman in the bed looked "rested" and quite perky. He had family visiting with him, and it was clear that they loved him very much. As I looked into his eyes, I detected just a
hint of mischief. When I mentioned that to him, his wife and grandchildren began to laugh....as did he! It was a very special moment to share in with them, for it brought so many memories to mind for all of them. As I left the room, I heard them giggling.
The door to the room was closed, so I knocked gently. The aura of peace was overwhelming. As he shared his "story" with me, I understood .... he was a questioner all his life, especially where "religion" was concerned. After experiencing the death of his spouse, he began searching. The journey led him to embrace, and eventually convert to, Catholicism. In the gentlest of voices he told me that he now has perfect peace and no fears...."for I know I am in the hands of God." I had chills when he spoke of his conversion experience...
In each of these situations I was touched by the hand of God...pure gift. I will carry each of these people in the pocket of my heart....a heart which is fuller because of each one of them. I wish you peace .........did someone touch your heart today?