The rain fell lightly on their little covering as they prepared their Good Friday feast. Donuts and instant coffee made a ragamuffin eucharist. The turnovers didn’t transubstantiate, but the people did. As they opened their hearts to friendship, they became the open arms of Christ. As their eyes welcomed in the stranger, they became the embrace of Jesus.
A messenger of God filled the rain with her laughter, and hands that once held prison bars held Innocence close as she said, “I love you.” Forgiveness whispered back, “I love you, too.”
Angels danced in the street to the music of an infinite grace.