To love means loving the unlovable. To forgive means pardoning the unpardonable. Faith means believing the unbelievable. Hope means hoping when everything seems hopeless.
Gilbert K. Chesterton
I was waiting for my bus Sunday morning to go my little job. I am finally getting more weekends-yay!
There was a gentleman talking with another and in the distance I could hear the beautiful chimes of a nearby Church; just loud enough to drown out the sounds of the cars and voices that were happening around me. I closed my eyes for a brief moment to let the countenance of the nearby Sanctuary wash over me.
When I opened my eyes, my attention drew nearer to the man standing by the bus stop bench preaching to the other sir. I agreed with what he was saying; because, after all, it is what we have conviction for is what defines our Faith.
We climb onto the Spur and venture on our way to our destinations. The bus was getting pretty full, so I shared my seat with a young man in his 30’s dressed in a very nice suit, wearing a handsome tie, with the poignant tie tack so strategically and properly placed.
We travel through the area of divergence, and I notice a fellow fixing himself up on the curbside, just so he can get through another day.
My mind wanders off deep in thought of things I no longer remember, and this dear old man, my guess in his late 80’s dressed in a suit- I would assume he was of Scotch-Irish decent by the fading red hair. He wore his Crucifix, St. Christopher pendant and another that I couldn’t quite recognize with his Rosary Beads firmly gripped in his fingertips. He carefully placed a newspaper down on the seat and chanted the Mantra of the Catholic.
My mind focused on this gentleman, completely out of place and I wondered why he had no family to take him to the dated Cathedral downtown.
As I arrived at my place of employment, I smiled within myself. Even with all the dissemblance happening in the world, we still have a chance of coming together under the Grace of Divine Spirit.
With Hugs and Hope