I can see the image of Jesus...

... sort of.

Many of the residents at my CPE site are suffering at some level from dementia. Today I had the pleasure of speaking with 4 of the more extreme cases. The folks I spoke with today looked anxious, they acted very confused, and often repeated stories many, many times. But still I got a glimpse of what the EOW prayers asks, "Be with us now, that we may know your presence in one another" Each person I spoke with today from the Jewish man to the Unitarian woman were made in the image of God; the same image in which Jesus was made. And to some extent, even though their minds have fully failed them I was still able to see God's presence in their eyes. That's pretty neat.