It is wonderful to see people in their 80s and 90s full of hope for a bright future.
Looking around in a person's home you glimpse their dreams. If acquisitive family members have not depleted every ounce of personality from them in the possessions department, you see what is important, and what no longer matters through their inclusion or omissions in the artifacts. It makes me happy to see something religious or spiritual. Today it was a book.
We talked about the belated Pope John Paul II, and his mission as we perceived it to be. Although we are separated by decades we see the man in the same manner. One whom God chose but who also chose God. I have a deep and abiding respect for the late Pope. It will take me some years to get used to the new one.
"The family" came by and were astounded that this person was not dressed.
We were in the middle of a footrub actually.
"Isn't this wonderful service" said the client.
"But you are not dressed!" said the family.
"I am not getting dressed today."
"Yes you have to. People are coming in just a moment."
I whispered in the client's ear that me and the Pope would await the dressing ritual in the bedroom and perhaps we should BOTH go.
Me and the Pope washed and dressed the client.
If not for the Pope I do not believe that would have happened.
God bless John Paul II as he stands in eternity.
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