One of my favourite stories from Antony de Mello’s books is the following.
While a Mullah was in prayer, a woman tripped over him and continued her errands without even stopping to apologize. Later on, the same day, the Mullah met her again and berated her for the rudeness with which she had behaved with him. The woman seemed astounded. She went on to explain her surprise: “Sir, I was worried sick for having lost my husband! If I could not even realize I had tripped on you, such a respected Mullah, how then could you possibly notice me, a peasant, while being in conversation with God?”
The first person who comes to my mind as this story’s quintessence is Regina.
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Sr Marie Gabrielle Riopel SCSM
