Reflections…

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Michael A. Moore (31 Jan 98)

I stand in the midst of a sea of suffering,
On a boat in stormy seas.
Looking for an island of tranquility,
A place of healing for you and me.

I wrote this during my year of Clinical Pastoral Education (1997-1998). My first poem.

Especially after meeting Winfield, a homeless man in New Orleans battling cancer… Denise and I prayed with him on the street. Isn’t this what Christ calls us to do?