VW Justice

Fifth grade. Walking home from school with my friend, we  amused ourselves by sticking out our tongues at passing cars. At each car’s approach, we prepared our mouths to do the unspeakable; at just the right time, we thrust forth our tongues and waggled them tauntingly. I still feel the euphoria tingling up my spine at our audacity. We’d taken on the social taboos and gotten away with it!   Until.

A VW bug drove past us: a small and unpretentious prey, not like bagging a Cadillac. Still, we gave it our all, then we doubled over with laughter. The VW made the block and drove past us again. Imagine my shock when the driver rolled down her window, poked out her head, and stuck out her tongue at us!

Quite a different sensation now tingled up my spine: Shock. Hurt. Anger. How could she? How mean of her to…  Wait a minute.

Standing there, satchel in hand, I experienced for the first time what it was to stand in another person’s shoes: what real‑world justice felt like. If I could find that woman today, I’d give her my thanks, and a big hug (if she’d let me get that close!).



Illustration of Julian of Norwich Quote

Julian of Norwich’s homey, heartstrong imagery has encouraged struggling Christians for centuries. Her promise that “all shall be well” feels like refreshing water on my parched soul.