Medical Center for the Soul

As roomy as this mega-mansion of the soul is… as wonderfully airy and spacious…. 

I can’t help but think-  if we are honest with ourselves and with others-  there are still certain realities of human condition that can’t be overlooked.

There is certain breakdown…. 

...certain rupture … 

Try as hard as you may

to ignore it, 

to cover it up, 

to pretend it’s not there, 

to mask it, sugar-coat it, glaze over it…  

...drown it in work,

wine,

words...

but something still remains hopelessly out of joint... 

God! Jesus! I want to argue...You may be so large… so spacious to contain all of us, but Lord, if you haven’t noticed, something is terribly out of joint.  We are sooo desperately broken down here.  Some of us in more than just few places… We try to fix it and we break it even further. So this wonderfully spacious mansion of our souls that is You looks to me more like a hospital than some luxurious resort…

Am I missing something?  

Are YOU missing something?

This marvelously spacious mansion 

– the door open wide to anyone - any one who wants to, who will come in – 

reminds me more of the Nemours Medical Center - filled with sick and wounded, brokenhearted than some fancy celestial Martha’s Vineyard Oceanside Resort.