When did we see You sick or in prison and visit You?’ And the King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of Mine, you did for Me.’
Measuring out medicine by the hallway light at three in the morning, it is hard to feel anything close to holy. You may be the one who knows which pillow goes where, how they take their tea now and which nurse is kind. You may also be the one who snapped about the television remote and then cried quietly in the car.