Last Friday me and my girlfriend went to the store to get some stuff we needed. When we got back I saw an old lady who was struggling to walk with her cane and pulling a cart with groceries. She was going back home from the supermarket as well.
She could barely walk and she wasn't able to cross the street. I know it sounds cliche and meaningless, but it broke my heart.
So I ran, said hello and asked her if she needed help. She smiled back at me. I took the cart and lent my arm for support.
Slowly we crossed the street and walked her home.
We said goodbye.
Her name is Otilia. She's 90 years old.
This in my opinion is where practice really takes hold ... connecting, sharing, and supporting the people right here, right now in our communities.
As a trainee priest, please take any commentary by me on matters of the Dharma with a pinch of salt.