Social Justice & Advocacy Column December 13
A Nameless God
The shadows fall. The stars appear. The birds begin to sleep. Night embraces the silent half of the earth. A vagrant and destitute wanderer with dusty feet, finds his way down a new road. A homeless God, lost in the night, without papers, without identification, without even a number, a frail expendable exile lies down in desolation under the sweet stars of the world and entrusts Himself to sleep.
Thomas Merton
