The best therapy

by Fr. Jeff

He was hunched over in the chair. His chin rested on his sternum; his arms draped across his lap.

“He doesn’t respond much,” his physical therapist said.

I was at the Veteran’s home bringing communion to the those who couldn’t attend Mass.

“Would you like to receive the Body of Christ?” I asked standing in front of him.

In a struggle, he picked up his head, looked at me, and smiled. Then his right hand and arm slowly followed their familiar pattern: forehead, chest, left shoulder, right shoulder. Then he put his head back down and returned his arms to their resting place.

“That’s the best therapy he’s done!” said his therapist.

I smiled because that’s what You are:

the best therapy.