Sometimes I am the ointment that is applied to the gaping wound
Sometimes I am the wind that fills the sails of the ship lost at sea
Sometimes I am the elevator that takes people one floor higher
Sometimes I am the warm blanket that is placed over those who are cold and lonely
Sometimes I am the canvas God paints
Sometimes I am the training wheels to support young riders
Sometimes I am the fragrance of beauty
Sometimes I am the chalice that holds the wine for the Eucharist
Sometimes I am the bread that is broken and multiplied
Sometimes I am the ears of God
Sometimes I am the smile of God
Sometimes I am the tears of God
Sometimes I am the one who nailed my Lord to the Cross
Sometimes I am the one casting lots for his clothes
Sometimes I am the one who breaks his heart
Always, I am the one forgiven
Always, I am the one loved
