It was a lovely night. I spent the entire night on
walking, without any single moment of sleep. Every now and then I paused for a
while, looking at the sky. The beacon of the dark night was clear- an
invitation to experience the light of the day. I walked from one corner to
another of Rome city, visiting churches and Holy places.
Have I visited churches to meet God? My answer is
YES and NO. It was more to meet with
myself. The recent tragedies in my country made me sad, angry and frustrated. Many
of the mysteries of life made me to ask, ‘why?’ Then certain ‘topsy-turvy’ created
many questions.
But these ten hours of walk brought me to a new
realization. It brought me to my nakedness. It whispered to me about a new
world- a new world which Henri J. M.
Nouwen would say, “ It is this new world that fills our dreams, guides our
actions, and makes us go on, at great risk, with the increasing conviction that
one day we will finally be free- free to love” (cfr. The wounded Healer, 26).
