For the next 40 minutes, I was in silent awe. We were at Mother Theresa’s house. In Kolkata, they just call it “Mother’s House.” After slipping our shoes off, we ventured inside. The first sight was about 15 nuns hand washing clothes in a fountain. There was one room with Mother Theresa’s tomb in it. You could take pictures, which I did, but in the rest of the place you had to put your camera away. Because this is a private, sacred place, no body made a sound. There were only a few people inside, some were observing and some were praying. The house looked like a simple apartment complex with a courtyard, which is where we were allowed to go. In a second room was this amazing timeline of Mother Theresa’s life. I copied some of her lines down. Here are my favs:
“How can we love God, whom we don’t see, if we do not love our own neighbors, whom we see, whom we touch, with whom we live?”
“An old woman said… ‘You mother, you big mother, have become one of us for us.’ “I told her that I was happy to be one of them and I really am.”
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