Brother Nicholas
by Kris Wilder
When
Br. Nicholas was a few weeks from his death from cancer we walked to
the local coffee house.
He had to stop often and once did so
over a single yellow flower.
The flower battled the puffs of
wind while poking through the sidewalk crack. The simplicity of the
moment was ineffable.
It is difficult to share these moments
as they border on indescribable, but I have seen them in hospitals,
cathedrals, rural churches and even over a cup of coffee.
My
view of life lets me see these moments, and sometimes
participate.
These moments are very challenging to describe,
so let me just leave you with the image of a man twisted with
terminal cancer spending his precious time with a little yellow
flower.
Kris Wilder
