Like It Was the Last Time

Yesterday we heard a wonderful homily on love by a visiting priest at Church of St. Thomas More in St. Paul.  He spoke beautifully about the relationship between God’s love for us and our love for each other – and about the presence of God in our love of each other.

I thought the e-mail from Inward/Outward (a project of the Church of the Saviour in DC; theirs is one of the daily reflections I receive) was a perfect follow-up to what we heard yesterday.  It was a quote by Gabriel Garcia Marquez:

Always say what you feel, and do what you think is good and right. If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I’d see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.

My simple question for reflection today is this:  What if we treated every encounter we have with another as though it were the last one we’d ever have?  What difference might that make?


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