Are you good enough…

The man enters the temple, there is a lot on his mind, he wants to pray for his wife, he is finding it difficult, a quite corner, quite and calm, he intends to sit, then get down on his knees, how do you ask though, he doesn’t recall the prayers he learned as a child, there were no emergencies then. There are images of Jesus, a few statues, candles burn, there is silence, the outside world doesn’t seem to exist, a feeling he doesn’t get too often, it’s a fairly busy world. He sits, hands on knees, his eyes searching, he is wondering where to start. He hasn’t been the best at remembering, it was all fast lane, until the illness came, when it all had to slow down. Making time, putting in the hours, it’s easy to forget.

He reads the signs on the pillars, God Forgives, he recalls the grudges he held, the small slights that distanced himself from friends, what did they mean anyway. He sinks to his knees, Help me he says, he whispers a few words, she has been good he says, he is trying to find the proper words, he continues with his petition. After a few minutes he has said all there is to say. He sits up on the pew, the place is eerily silent. He wonders, why are there not more people here, then the sound of the breeze, the doors rattle, he shudders, did I ask the right question he wonders. So you listen he sighs, the voice inside him tells; make time for me and I will make time for you.

On the street, he is light on his feet, an unknown hope fills him, the world appears brighter now, he walks on thinking to himself, I must try this feeling more often. He gets home, she is upstairs in her bedroom, her illness leaves her feeling tired. I thought you needed cheering up he says, so I ordered in a Chinese and a movie for later. She laughs at him, she knows the moment, their first date, he brought her to the Chinese, and a movie afterwards, he hasn’t forgot, she begins to feel better immediately, he hadn’t forgot.

Solomon sighed, make the space for the loving Spirit, it heals in so many ways, amen.

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