See With the Eyes of God
April 25, 1994 In front of St. James Church 6:00a.m.
Note: Birds were chirping, roosters were crowing and there was light around Our Lady.
R. "And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us." But I had reservations in my heart. I look with the eyes of disapproval on my brothers I do not even know. I size you up, my brother. I judge. I think I know why you should not be loved by me. Is this the devil, to not love someone I don't even know? How many times have I sized people up to see how truly beautiful they were. Oh, the eyes of man and the eyes of God! Do I reach with the eyes of God or am I stiff-necked and looking the other way, not even knowing why I turn my head from you, my brother? Are you old or small, or do I just look and don't like you? Are your clothes different from mine, your hair too thin, too puffy? Why did I decide you weren't my brother? Oh, Jesus, do I see at all?