While this post is dated December 30, 2009, (14 months ago?) the topic is timeless, right? It’s March 18, 2011, I find resonance in your prose- for myself, and my journey, alongside the community in which I live, pray, work, love, and serve. I can glance backward over the past decade and meditate on the steps taken by my feet. (I am inspired even to compose my own blog filled with images of where these toes have ventured!) My mind races ahead, however, to more recent thoughts, images, faces, steps being taken. I think about the young people I encountered just last week from Creighton University in Omaha, Nebraska, who came to spend a week amongst the residents of north Minneapolis, and live under the roof of St. Jane House, (a retreat center and communal space under the auspices of the Visitation Monastery in Minneapolis.) My breathing changes as I try to fathom what these young co-eds encountered doing a week of service work, learning, and how their feet in this urban-like landscape might be marked. How is their journey similar to mine (as a former public school teacher in this community)? How is any of it related to you, your trek? How do our journeys connect us to Mother Theresa and her ministry? Can we all look down and marvel or meditate on such “ugly” (beloved/marked/blessed) feet?

Thank you for your post!
Melissa Borgmann-Kiemde,
Visitation Companion
http://www.visitationmonasteryminneapolis.org/blog/