Today was a day of many lessons, or more so the same couple of lessons, tossed my way. With the situation of the sprained ankle, I have had to step back quite a bit to take care of it, against my own will of wanting to be a part of everything in the usual way that I am.
Side note: I just got back from being outside for the second time because of fire alarms with no fire. I must say…it is annoying and gives one a headache. I had a profound thought to give you all, and it is gone. End side note.
During the afternoon, it was our once a month half day retreat. Being as I was restricted to what I should do with a bum ankle, I spent it all in the community room with it elevated, icing on and off.
The first thing I did was sort through saint cards in this box (for those of you from RB TEC, the ones you put on the TECite tables for them to sift through). They were all out of order, so I put them in the right order so it would be easier to find the ones you would want to look at. As I was doing this little task, it dawned on me once again how that there are so many people that we as Catholics have to look up too and who are interceding for us. I said a simple prayer that all the saints may intercede for me these days, one special intention for the healing of my ankle, as well as one for my vocation.
After some readjusting and changing of ice packs, I settled down to some paper, crayons, and a pencil. This is what happened with that. I will explain the picture after I show it. Please make you own interpretations of it before reading on. Because I took a photo of the picture, you may not see all aspects. Following is the poem I wrote after having drawn the picture.
This is what I was thinking of this as I was drawing it, take is for what it is worth given the artist who has done it (that would be me).
The above images are the Trinity: Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Below are the different people of the world, different represented by the different colors. The red of the cross is shown in every other image. You can not see it so much in the people being as they are so small in the image. There is indeed the red color, blood, in each of the symbols there.
Blood is the Color of Love
Blood is the color of love
It dwells withing us each
Beating in the dark depths
It shows itself the same
For we are all love as one
Agape, source of being
Gift of love in our hearts
Flowing blood visibly seen
Freely given from ultimate love
That happy gloomy day
Upon the cross did love die
So that we might always live
Rush of blood to keep alive
Sacrifice of life to love
For in the Trinity blest
Blood is the color of love
With this as my closing, I hope that you have taken something from me that can lead you into prayer and reflection in your own way on what love truly is. Sometimes we do not see it when it is even right in front of us clear as day. Peace and prayers to you all.