Rearview Mirror

As I pull out on to the drive, I glance back in my rearview mirror to see the faces.
The faces of those that have come with me to Nazareth Farm.
I look and I can see God in their faces. The faces have a sense of joy in their eyes but yet they also have a sadness and concern.
The joy is from the experience that we have all partaken in and the enjoyment of each others companionship.
The sadness is the realization that we are leaving this wonderful place that has changed our lives.
The concern is for the fear of where do we go from here. How do we continue this experience and take it to our life going forward.

And then I look once more in the rearview mirror and I see my own face.
I see a mark left on my cheek and it reminds me.
It reminds me of what the farm has taught me.
It reminds me of what the people here have meant to me.
I see the mark and I know that I must put my trust in God.
I must continue to give of myself and share my prayers with others.

Now I am home and the mark on my cheek as long since disappeared.
But I realize the mark was not only on my cheek but in my heart as well.
Just as we received the mark on Ash Wednesday to remind us from where we came.
We receive our mark to remind us where we must go.

Look into your rearview mirror, what do you see? Do you see the mark?

Bill Walters
Chaperone (July 10-16)