Just a week into Montessori school, Lillian declared her love for her new friend.
“I want to have a party with her,” she told me. Then she pleaded: “I want to eat with her!”
It brings me joy and fills me with wonder, the fact that our three-year-old daughter relates eating together as the most intimate form of love and friendship.
I think of the communal act of sharing the Eucharist at Mass. We share together the most intimate form of love and friendship with and of the One who loves us and whom we should love above all things.
And there it is, out of the mouths of babes.