I was lying in bed, a little unwell. A voice mail reached me. I listened to it attentively. As it was quiet in my room, I was able to perceive many nuances and emotions in the young ambassador's voice. I felt great distress, concern for her family and human overload in relation to some colleagues who were not behaving correctly towards her. But above all, I experienced HOW she did everything. She tried to be in love moment by moment. She tried to transform everything that was difficult into love. But now she had reached a limit and wondered if she could still do so ... I felt a deep trust. The voicemail ended. The pain and love of this young person - two sides of the same coin - had brought me deeply into prayer as I listened. Need became a bridge - to each other and to God. Nothing was solved, but the reality was named. God is at work in it.
