April 29
At the park again, father, praising you for the beauty I see here. Perhaps this is where I will be this summer – seeing only suffering.
It was beautiful talking to Joe yesterday or rather, listening to him. I always blow it when I begin to speak, huh? Could you, please, father, let Joe and I have a good talk tomorrow night, a few moments alone when I can listen to you both?
About tomorrow night. That passage I got (Luke 24 25-36?), I pray it’s really for tomorrow night if I understood it correctly. Your son, my precious brother, risen in glory bringing peace and opening up the scriptures to our understanding? It must have been beautiful to walk the roads with Jesus. Let our community begin to walk with him now. Bring peace to those of us who are on the edge and please don’t let the evil one triumph in any of us.
I love you, father. How I pray that I may serve you! How I pray that our community may please you!
Father, forgive me for my sins and let me be near to you. Always.
I’m at the laundromat now, late as usual. (I need your help not to be such a procrastinator, father.) I was just reading Luke and I began to have doubts, something about Luke and I … Anyway, I can even feel them now. Help me – but of course you’re helping me already. I must believe in you. … I’m talking to you. Sheesh! It must be good for me to write letters to you. You seem to answer them air mail (pun) special delivery (pun).
Anyway, I’m going to write them down and I’m going to write down what you taught me about them, okay? That way … well, you know.
Okay. If Jesus is the son of god and if he can do all things, why should he have to pray? Huh!
Well, prayer is a lot of things. It’s petition, praise, conversation, etc. Okay. So Jesus didn’t go off (probably) and say ‘Dad, can I heal a leper? No, he probably rather obviously prayed to be with his father whom he loved with a love that must be greater than all creation. He went off to praise him (you) and to love him in pretty much the same way that we want to be alone with someone we love dearly. K.G.