Good Day, God!
After breakfasting this morning at Mr. Dooley’s Irish Pub in downtown Boston, I should be saying, “Top of the Morning to You.” My husband Kit and I were guests of a running friend Kit had met via the Internet. As before, Bob had invited fascinating folks for us to meet. (We treated that time.) Teagan (means beautiful in Irish) is the preschool daughter of one of the couples who were there. I caught her looking through Mr. Dooley’s window as Kit and I left to find a “T” (subway) station.
I had wanted a photo about the starting of Spring in Boston, and flowers in the omnipresent flower boxes seemed a good choice. And how much more springlike with a dear little girl in the photo!
Making new friends is one of the joys in coming to Boston for Kit to run the famous Boston Marathon. People on the street or in the “T” (subway) cars spontaneously start conversations. One young man wished Kit, “Good luck on the run tomorrow!” Then he did a double take and backed up to ask, “How old are you?” He shook his head when Kit said 78 — and almost groaned when he learned some of Kit’s past times were faster than his.
It’s fun being the wife of a minor celebrity, God. Well, it isn’t so much celebrity that matters as being noticed! It makes me think of my favorite quote from Paul Watzlawick — “The primary purpose of human communication is to confirm our existence as humans.”
Words are great, but a glance and a smile will do it, too. Maybe, God, we need to widen and deepen our definition of Love? Perhaps Loving Our Neighbor begins with noticing our neighbor.
Noticing, acknowledging and hearing — surely these are the first steps toward loving!