Love Does That

All day long a little burro labors, sometimes
with heavy loads on her back and sometimes just with worries
about things that bother only
burros.

And worries, as we know, can be more exhausting
than physical labor.

Once in a while a kind monk comes
to her stable and brings
a pear, but more
than that,

he looks into the burro’s eyes and touches her ears

and for a few seconds the burro is free
and even seems to laugh,

because love does
that.

Love frees.

(by Meister Eckhart, courtesy of the Joan Chittister Newsletter)

I thought I'd post this beautiful little poem to celebrate really good news from the hospital about Jan's health... Our fears, though not groundless, were just fears - there is not even any immediate need for treatment.

Thanks be to God!