Sometimes, as I sit and watch a child struggle to do just the right job
of representing God's face, His features, the shape of His head, the cast of
His countenance, I think back to my days of working in Dorothy Day's
Catholic Worker soup kitchen. One afternoon, after several of us had
struggled with a "wino," a "Bowery bum," an angry, cursing, truculent man of
fifty or so, with long gray hair, a full, scraggly beard, a huge scar on his
right cheek, a mouth with virtually no teeth, and bloodshot eyes, one of
which had a horrible tic, she told us, "For all we know he might be God
Himself come here to test us, so let us treat him as an honored guest and
look at his face as if it is the most beautiful one we can imagine."
Robert ColesThe
Spiritual Life of Children
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