The Good Student

We all wonder what God really is.

And faith comes at times when it looks like - it's the truth - like Aeolus' bag, filled with plenty of empty space, so that doubt can simply have it.

And we, who zealously seek God, can we perhaps face him through the eyes of a rebellious teenager,

of a wounded soul,

of a shaggy hermit conversing with angels,

of a young student, looking for lost family comfort in the face of an elderly priest?

And, above all, can we behold the greatness of His image in the faces of all of them?