Science fiction,
film and story give us the visitation of aliens from outer space taking over
the world. Astronomers and space researchers actually try to reach conscious
life among the stars. Why this is anticipated with such joy has always
mystified me. The visitation might be invasion as easily as apparition. Why
assume alien life is benign? The visitation before us now comes from inside, as
a virus. Surely it warns about our desecration of the world we have.
May is Mary’s month. The church
pictures this Visitation as “a mission of charity.” Mary visits Elizabeth to
help her older cousin: age is revered. Yet both these women recognize their
children engaged in a divine drama, a visitation of salvation to the earth.
Visitation might
also mean a funereal rite. In some cases visits of a week or more can be
required. Part of the mourning for a unique being. Before we are visited, we
might ask how our parents would feel if they could see us now? Age is revered.
In our visitation of this world, how did we leave it? Mended, or harmed? Some
of both, I fear. Events flow ceaselessly. There is still time.
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