In the church member who sits alone in the back pew crying silently,
May I see the face of Christ.
In the stranger who looks lost in my closed and gated community,
May I see the face of Christ.
In the child who knocks at my door asking me to play when I assume I have better things to do,
May I see the face of Christ.
In the disheveled man at the corner with the sign, begging to be fed,
May I see the face of Christ.
In the terrorized mother I see on the television, fleeing her war-torn home with children in tow,
May I see the face of Christ.
In the political opponent who only reaches across aisles to antagonize and manipulate,
May I see the face of Christ.
In the parent who has started forgetting my name, no longer recognizing me.
May I recognize the face of Christ.
In the friend who checks in with me, when I don’t find the time to call,
May I recognize the sound of Christ.
And in the moments of seeing Christ, may I recognize a kinder path towards love,
For both the world and my own heart,
Not just on this Sunday morning, but every moment of every day.
May it be so, Seeing God.
Amen.
(C) 2022.
Rev. Cathy M. Kolwey is an artist, writer, pastor, and chaplain who works at the intersection of Spirituality and the Arts. She lives and works in Minnesota.
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Amen! So very true.
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