Cup...

Watch the juice flow into the bread...

These children gathered on a rooftop overlooking a "yard" in which we had gathered with a host family. Walking to their home, we felt a bit like the pied piper, followed and surrounded by children of all ages, curious, eyes seeking contact, a language barrier keeping them from giving fruitful voice to their questions.

Throughout India, I was struck by our common links, by the creation we share, by the basic needs we have, by the ways we are the same. God's hand is in it all...

I connected deeply to so many who were so different, but with whom I share base common fiber...human love, human need, human curiosity.

Remember.

Re-member.

Join.

Melt.

This is the cup of joy...