by Rick Hartwell
You are the innkeeper of your heart; So, is there room in your heart for: outsiders seeking succor, poor seeking employment, outcasts seeking acceptance, homeless seeking shelter? You are the innkeeper of your soul; So, is there room in your soul for: aimlessness needing purpose, trespasses needing forgiveness, grief needing understanding, despair needing blessing? Gather the cries of anguish under one roof; Let the tears of faith salve their open wounds.
(Credits to Rev. Fr. Edwin Convelva, MS, for the image of the “innkeeper of your heart and soul.”)
Rick Hartwell is a retired middle school teacher living in Southern California with his wife of forty-seven years, Sally (upon whom he is emotionally, physically, and spiritually dependent), two grown children, a daughter-in-law, two granddaughters, and sixteen cats. Like the Transcendentalists and William Blake, he believes that the instant contains eternity.