Glimpse Of The Resurrection

She is 98 years old, an old lady bound to a wheel chair with pain on her face as she tried to move her body. She looked at me and said, “I am sorry, I cannot do things anymore.” An active woman in the past who could not stand and wait is now sitting helpless only aided by her nurse who looked after her day and night, and by her son in the house who refused to hold holidays outside because of his mother's illness. I told her: “You have served us well for many years; now is your turn to be cared for.” She showed a weak smile on her face, maybe not well convinced... Then she closed her eyes. opened them up in few minutes and closed them again only disturbed by my right hand which landed on her shoulder. I just wanted to hear more words from her mouth. I asked her, “Why are you closing your eyes often? ” She said, “I am praying.” In her I saw a glimpse of the resurrection - the inward hope in body and soul from the Resurrected Christ- the guarded hope even in the midst of pain, old age and death. __________