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Because she held no grievance to protest,

Sister Dorothea Maria wondered

that the span of her spiritual gaze

did not fully function (well, so she thought).

She knew of the Presence (especially

during Holy Mass) but could not feel it.

She saw the picketer's sign, but did not

fully read it:  "We shall claim outer space,

"also!"  Armstrong had stepped on to (or into)

the moon's dry dust yesterday. thus preventing

those atheistic communist Russians

from getting there.  Sister Dorothea

began to think, with some consternation

that the Gospel's joyous declaration

of the promised certainty of Salvation

was neither diminished nor extended

by this event.  Her Sacramentals---all three:

Miraculous Medal, Brown Scapular,

and her daily, deeply-prayed, Rosary,

on which her soul comfortably depended---

were not affected nor now made more sure

by the lunar event. Another sign read:

"We shall bring our own Amazing Grace . . ."

to even that very desolate place,

Sister Dorothea assumed, instead

of reading the loud, painted sign completely.

The task at hand, her responsibility,

required the return of her full attention

to it.  Steeped in her professed humility,

this small, common work was revealed to be a

contributor to Christian Reality.

Starward-Led