could still see the road, the soft light through the trees, the bag resting on the seat, the entrance to the convent, the quiet room at the church, the open Bible, and the moment of recognition that had brought the laughter. He could still hear the nun’s voice speaking the words of the psalm reference twice, each time with the same calm certainty. The story remained intact in its sequence of events: the offer of the lift after the long day, the conversation about daily responsibilities and the challenges of
serving the community, the sudden mention of Psalm 129, the silent assumption of deeper meaning, the repetition of the words, the careful driving, the arrival at the convent, the return to the church, the consultation of the text, the discovery of the encouragement to continue forward and look beyond what was immediately visible, the realization, the laughter, and the quiet recognition of how ordinary words had created different pictures.
