Perpetual Amnesia

"There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations - these are mortal. And their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit - immortal horrors or everlasting splendors….Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to our senses. If he is your Christian neighbor, he is holy in almost the same way, for in him also Christ vere latitat - the glorifier and the glorified, Glory Himself, is truly hidden." C.S. Lewis The Weight of Glory

It is as though i suffer from perpetual amnesia as i stumble through my life. In the silence of the night, with no one disturbing my tranquil musings, the Truth seems so clear and simple to embrace. But bring on the day, and my memory dissolves into the quotidian cacophony of life.

What if i were able to sustain holy reverence toward those nearest and dearest to me for an hour each morning? What if i was able to sustain that reverence until noon?  What if i could remember to look for Christ hidden in my neighbor? What if i learned to see it every time?

May God grant me strength to hold on to this Truth and not forget.