One day 40 years ago when I was a freshman in high school, Sr. Helen my religion teacher asked all of her students to meet her at the windows. Sr. Helen was probably in her sixties or seventies and was affectionally known as the blue nun because of the tint her beautiful white hair had. Religion was in the old building at Ursuline and the windows were tall and wide. As we looked outside Sr. Helen said, “Look carefully. Look at the green. Once a year we get this green and we should celebrate it. It is what hope looks like.” At fourteen I didn’t get it but I’m happy to report, I eventually did. These days I make a point of celebrating the green and sometimes I even invite a class to look out the window with me, knowing they won’t get it…yet. But maybe some April day when the green all of the sudden pops they’ll feel the same hope I do.
LIFE IS RANDOM LOVE IS NOTTM
