The Others

We have met at least three other groups of Catholic Volunteers in the city who do work comparable to ours. On Monday (Labor Day) we had a cookout for volunteers and former volunteers. While I enjoyed the birds-eye sight of people on blankets in our backyard, right-side up almost as much as upside down (I was on the swings next door), the sight didn't strike me.

But Triss later commented on the beauty of it : look at all these people who have dedicated their lives, at least for now, to other people. And only in this city. And only the ones we know about. And we're even missing a few from each group.

God bless Triss. Once again, the cynic in me came out as she made her observation. I thought : look at all these people in this city, trying to do good. Now look at the state of the city. Think about all the people serving all around the world. Now look at the state of the world. And think about all the people who are living life oblivious to the injustices with which we are becoming acquainted.

God bless Triss. Her outlook recognizes the hand of God, rather than ignoring the beautiful to see only the difficulties.