So often when we think of the Holy Spirit, it's as a dove. But the Holy Spirit can be wild and tempestuous, coming where and when it will, shaking us out of our complacency, asking us to look with fresh eyes.
For one U.S. priest, returning home to Vietnam was more than a visit; it was a reminder to see with the soul's eye and treasure the places we know how to love and be loved without condition.
"When I see the crucifix hanging in the center of our parish, I appreciate the reminder of the suffering we acknowledge and the love to which it points," writes Alli Bobzien.
Could it be that this was what God was asking of me: to take stock in the simple, abundant gifts all around me, delight in them like a child and find myself delighting in the Holy One right in front of me?
