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| Light-filled walkway |
A close friend of mine had a stroke a few days ago. His wife, who is one of my dearest friends, is handling the uncertainty with grace and tremendous strength. I checked into
a nearby hotel so I could be available if I could be of any help to her or their family. When she called to ask me to come see her, I knew the way. Past experience taught me that there was a convoluted path to the hospital; by using an interior system of walkways, bridges and tunnels, several Boston area hospitals are connected to each other. As I wended my way to the hospital, my mind was full of angst and tumult. I wondered how I would collect myself before I saw my friend. Just then, I glimpsed a sign that directed me to one more walkway before the escalator that would deposit me in the hospital’s main lobby. It was there that I intended to meet my friend. I rounded the corner to the walkway and I was literally, bathed, simply awash, in sunshine. The light cascaded in through the glass from all directions. I stood absolutely still for a moment. Waves of people flowed around me, moving like the tide in, the tide out. I was overcome by the brilliance of white light that streamed into the area. Just as my thoughts had gone to a very dark place, light flooded my vision and they disappeared.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil --
Thou art with me.
With the comforting words of the Lord’s prayer echoing in my head, I moved forward.
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