Of the two, charity is my stronger virtue. I like to visit people who can’t get out and about; I like to take them a meal. Last night I helped at Rosie’s Place (a woman’s shelter in Boston), where as usual, I received more than I gave. But here’s the rub. In telling you about this, I am aware that meekness, the very virtue that I lack, diminishes even more. And yet, sharing ways that we experience God’s kingdom on earth, expands that very kingdom. As the Cloud of Unknowing tells us, we can’t be perfect.
“The Cloud of Unknowing is an anonymous work of Christian mysticism written in Middle English in the latter half of the 14th century.” (Wikipedia)