"judy, you are favored," my new friend eagerly told me. i
just sat there without a clue as to the next word that would come out
of my mouth. so, i waited.
"judy, you are," she said more
convincingly. "i don't use puffy words. I mean it." i think she did. the
longer i sat there in silence, the more i heard those words resounding
over and over. i was favored.
the
backstory is simple. i'm going to a birthday party at a monastery
tomorrow - the 102nd birthday of the founding father for the only
monastery in georgia. i suppose my friend recognized something i didn't.
i admit, it is kind of cool that i am being allowed in a part of the
cloister where no one is allowed to visit, but i have been down this
road before - a journalist asking for access for a story. but then i
thought, of all the people in the world, this man - this father - would
be the least impressed with my credentials. he couldn't care less. it
was his birthday, and as i was told, he - as well as all those around
him - wanted to share his life with me. in fact, who am i kidding -
yes, i got access to jason aldean in sanford stadium, but he didn't know
me from the faceless armadillo crossing the highway.
i
realized that these two events are as different as night and day. the
aldean concert was a media circus, his moment to flaunt before the home
crowd just who he had become, and the more eyes on him, the better. it
would make him a better man, a better entertainment. a better paycheck.
for
father luke, his invitation is personal and selective. more than
likely, he will not understand my role at his celebration, but he will
hopefully catch my eyes and hear my greetings. he'll answer my queries,
and with his wonderful humor, he and i will both laugh when he answers.
he will care enough to bring me into his space, and hope that i will
return the respect. he will not need my approval or presence to authenticate his life.
i am favored. not
simply because i get the opportunity to do things many don't, but
because i get to tell stories of a generation that still has so much to
teach us. i'm allowed the opportunity to sit with the sages of this
world, to photograph them and capture moments when they are happiest,
and to write down their words so that when they have gone on to greener
pastures, their legacy remains.
yes, my new friend, i am favored, not because of who i am but because of those i have met.
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