In the poor man who knocks at my door, in my ailing mother, in the young man who seeks my advice, the Lord Himself is present: therefore let us wash His feet.
From a letter to Don Giovanni Calabria, March 27, 1948
Christ comes to us in each face that we see. Each hand held out. Each knee bowed on the ground. He is in everyone that we come upon.
Should we deny Him even our glance? Our smile? Our words? Should we ignore our Savior? Cast Him aside?
Christ has done all things for us – even while we despised Him. He gave Himself in our place. Can we not also acknowledge Him in the souls of our brothers and sisters?