A meditation on day 5 as a COVID nurse in quarantine
The toothpaste could be mortar
The coffee grounds could be dirt
the porridge in my bowel could be crumbled fall leaves
The water could be vodka
I would never know .
But that you told me to taste and see it is good
and I trust you.
you told me it was life
and I trust you.
It is like Eucharist , this food I eat.
Because I eat it with thanksgiving trusting it is made good .
And in thanksgiving ,I become , in good taste for you.
Considering, you might have made mortar my toothpaste
Dirt my coffee
fall leaves my porridge
vodka my water
And life would not be as easy to taste and see that you are good , I give thanks.
So that ….Even though I cannot taste , I trust
