I see him on TV sometimes; he's old and frail, and his speech is slurred to the point that I need subtitles, even when he's speaking a language I can understand. I ask God, "Can't you bring back the old JP - that vigorous, dynamic, bulletproof man?" For even that mischievous twinkle in JP's eyes are gone, replaced by a gravity befitting a man for whom even commonplace physical actions are a strain.
God tells me to look past the old, frail exterior: the vigor and the twinkle are still there.
OK.
"Totus Tuus"