Thanks to a Catholic friend who sent me this poem for Holy Week -- it is moving regardless of what faith, if any, you follow:
The Task
What shall I do
With mounting frustration,
The waves of desolation?
What shall I do with the restlessness?
The hopelessness,
Repeating without meaning?
Where am I going?
Shall I diverge from the path
Without knowing
Where or why?
These thoughts passing by
In the mind of a man called Simon
Known to be of Cyrene
Were suddenly erased
The day he was faced
With – or forced to – a task
With meaning that cast
The man in long remembrance
To last
To this day forever:
One most magnificent endeavor.
Mary Alban Bouchard CSJ
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