I dreamt I awoke in a luminous place
The King incandescent on Seraphim chair
He said, “I am grateful you’ve channeled my grace
My Kingdom for you is prepared…

“For when I was famished, you prepped me a plate
When parched, you then poured me a glass
Unknown, you gave welcome e’en when it was late
All tattered, you bought me new slacks
When lacking in health, you gave all for my healing
And reeling in jail, you reached out”

I asked Him, while basking in love without measure
“Sir, wherein and wherefore for you did I care?
Just when did I see you, in work or in leisure?
And whithersoever’d I serve you?”

“Yes, first I’d be grateful to know…

“When did I see You unfed; undernourished?”

With flourishing smile, He said…

“You fed me with gift cards to famishing fam’lies
With snackbars for panhandlers straight from your car
And cases of canned goods you’d cart to those pantries
With funding you’d send near and far”

“And when did I see You unquenched or unwatered?”

With unfalt’ring joy, the King mentioned…

“My thirst you subverted with milk for your young
Lemonade for your spouse while he cleaned out the stables
With tea for those veterans, those heroes unsung
And warm-ups while waiting on tables”

“And when did I see You unhailed or unknown?”

With cheer from His throne, He regaled…

“When aiding the migrants, the pre-born, the trafficked
And desperate refugees spared from near death
Supporting hurt vets, you disabled my sadness
Your foster care spared me from meth”

“And when did I serve You unclothed or unwarm?”

With zeal like a storm, He disclosed…

“By purchasing work boots your friend couldn’t afford
Crocheting bright hats for those neighbors in need
By skipping the bar to give more to the poor
And serving at S.V.D.P.” *

“And when did I see You uncared for; unwell?”

Then swelling with joy, He declared…

“Distressed with dementia, you’d answer my queries
Over and over and over again
When sick, you would visit; we’d watch that fun series
Post-relapse, you sponsored Me, friend”

I begged, “Oh my King, I have just one more plea…

“When did I see You unfree, stuck in jail?”

His tale, with eyes beaming, I heeded…

“When thrown in the clink, you assailed me with visits
Enduring with love countless forms; safety quizzes
The darkness gave way to the faith you awakened
Your calls proved I wasn’t forsaken”

Before I woke up, I spoke up one last time

“You’ve told me the ‘when’, Sir, but how ’bout the ‘how’?”

“Just how was I able to see You unfed?
Unquenched and unwatered? Unknown and unhailed?
And how could I notice you naked; unwarm?
Unwell and unfree, stuck in jail?”

Undignified-like, the King sprang to His feet

And sang with elation, arms widening

“The ‘breaking of bread’ drew your eyes to My Host
Exposing my face all around you
Of the care you bestowed on so many, I’ll boast
Through prayer, streams of love would surround you

“So enter My Kingdom made ready
Already within you it’s bursting
Long hence, you made room
Your own gloom reversing
Rehearsing for living and loving post-hearse

In My last-are-first

Lost-and-found

Least-of-these

Upside-down

Kingdom” **
*****

Matthew 25:31 (NIV) “When the Son of Man comes in his glory, and all the angels with him, he will sit on his glorious throne. 32 All the nations will be gathered before him, and he will separate the people one from another as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. 33 He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left.

34 “Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. 35 For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36 I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’

37 “Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38 When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39 When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’

40 “The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me’”

*St. Vincent de Paul Society

**Matthew 21:31: “Which of the two did what his father wanted?” “The first,” they answered. Jesus said to them, “Truly I tell you, the tax collectors and the prostitutes are entering the kingdom of God ahead of you.”

NB. Blessed Archbishop Fulton Sheen said that at the judgment before our Lord we will be disappointed with ourselves but also surprised at how much we have loved Him!