“At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.” Plato
I had the opportunity to walk the sidewalks of my university a few weeks ago. It’s interesting that they’ve added a memory walk on the stairs that lead toward the library. As I looked at all of those names, I found myself smiling. What a wonderful way to remember some spiritual giants-to leave their names behind so others can think back and remember them fondly. I thought what an honor to be remembered at this fine institute of learning. Here, I met a different calibre of people. Here, my life and my way of thinking changed.
I had to stop to snap a picture of this plaque in memory of a dear saint I knew. She was known by many as not only a beautiful woman, but also as one who served others. She died too early, and we all mourned her passing. When I snapped the photo, I noticed my shadow in the plaque and decided to leave it. I pray that God will help me serve others as so many of these lovely contributors did.