Placidly smiling , Julio is blocking my well-worn trail to the bodega.
Julio has been harvesting cacoa this morning and I am doing laundry.
As I say good morning and begin to pass him on the trail, he points to the cacoa tree.
“Harvesting cacoa?” I ask.
“Si!” Again, he points.
“What is it?” I ask.
He points again.
“Serpiente (snake)”- is his calm response.
“Where?” I edge closer, looking and seeing but not really seeing.
There in the tree I have been walking under all morning sits a boa constrictor.
What other things am I looking at and seeing but not really seeing?
So I am praying that God will allow me to see what I ought to.
Gifts
Temptations
Sins
Opportunities
Are you really seeing?