I have way too much fun sometimes when I work as a personal care aide!
A prime example lies in a little ritual dialog I hold every night I work with one of our female residents. It is my responsibility to dry her support stockings after she has washed them; she does not have the needed hand strength to wring them out properly. Without assistance, they remain wet even into the morning.
By herself, she does remove and wash the socks. When I come to her door, before entering, I call out her name, rolling it off my tongue with a little twang we have developed. She replies, “Yeeeeeessssss.”
Next, I inquire: “Are you ready for me?,” to which she responds, “Yes, I’m ready for you.” We have way too much fun with our little conversation in an accent resembling I don’t know what. We love to tease each other.
I come in, dry her stockings, visit briefly, and go on my way, glad that she was ready for me and had her stockings washed (one less thing I have to do). [There have been a few times that she didn’t get them washed, but I can deal with that]
Although we’re in the middle of the Lenten season, this little reflection on the words “Are you ready for me” reminds me of Advent and our spiritual reflections at that time.
This routine question could, in a way, be posed to each of us on a daily basis. In our daily life, our interactions, is Jesus perhaps asking each of us: “Are you ready for me?”
Is the way I live, the way I treat others, reflective of one who is ready to meet Him? Or better yet, is it reflective of a soul aware of meeting Him daily in each person encountered?
I want to be aware, especially when called upon to serve someone I may not care to help, that Jesus is asking me to be ready for Him and to serve Him in each person.