after 6 days of labor and it finally arrived - Visiting Day!
The man with the keys arrived
to swing open the large, heavy doors. The cold gray hall springs
to life in the warm glow of light.
He could hardly control his emotions.
The families began to arrive.
He peers from the corner of the
room longing for the 1st glimpse
of his loved ones.
He lives for the weekends.
He lives for these visits.
As the cars arrive, he watches intently. Then, finally, they arrive,
for whom he would do anything.
They embrace, eat a light lunch and
reminisce how things used to be.
At one point, they break into singing,
with interruptions of laughter and applause.
But all too soon it is over.A tear
comes to his eyes as they depart.
Then the men with the keys close
the heavy doors. He hears the
key turn in the lock marking the end
of a special day.
There he stands, alone again.
He knows that most of his visitors
will not contact him again
till next week.
As the last car pulls away from the parking lot,
Jesus retreats into loneliness
as He waits until next Sunday
- Visiting Day.