<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="yes"?><oembed><version><![CDATA[1.0]]></version><provider_name><![CDATA[The Dish]]></provider_name><provider_url><![CDATA[http://dish.andrewsullivan.com]]></provider_url><author_name><![CDATA[Andrew Sullivan]]></author_name><author_url><![CDATA[https://dish.andrewsullivan.com/author/sullydish/]]></author_url><title><![CDATA[Face Of The&nbsp;Day]]></title><type><![CDATA[link]]></type><html><![CDATA[<p><img alt="Ruthie and claire" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00d83451c45669e201310f22d1fb970c " src="http://andrewsullivan.readymadeweb.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/6a00d83451c45669e201310f22d1fb970c-500wi.jpg" /> <br /> </p><p>Ruthie Leming and her daughter, Claire, at the hospital last Friday. Ruthie Leming has been recently diagnosed with cancer. This is a face of the day - rather than faces - not because Ruthie&#39;s is not animated but because her daughter&#39;s face seems to me to be quite remarkable. In my faith, God appears before us all the time and yet we do not see God&#39;s presence. But sometimes it is so over-powering even we cannot look away. This often happens in moments of great suffering and pain, in my experience, as if the veil we place over our eyes to protect ourselves from God&#39;s overwhelming love is somehow lifted paradoxically by suffering. I have never felt closer to God than during some of the worst moments of my life.</p><p>&quot;There is a crack in everything. That&#39;s how the light gets in.&quot;</p><p>Leming happens to be Rod Dreher&#39;s sister. His heart-felt <a href="http://blog.beliefnet.com/roddreher/2010/02/when-prayer-seems-futile.html">dispatch</a> from earlier in the week:</p><blockquote><p>All the praying, the begging, the anguishing, the fasting -- and there has been no miracle. She&#39;s still very sick indeed. I realized tonight that in my frenzy to call the attention of God to my sister&#39;s plight and to convince him to heal her, I&#39;ve been playing a kind of saints roulette, trying to hit on the right saint to ask prayers of, as if somehow my placing a bet on the right saint&#39;s name would make an electric connection with heaven, and divine energy would course right down to my sister&#39;s hospital room and save her, bam, just like that.  I know it doesn&#39;t work that way. Believe me, I do.]]></html><thumbnail_url><![CDATA[https://sullydish.files.wordpress.com/2010/02/6a00d83451c45669e201310f22d1fb970c-500wi.jpg?fit=440%2C330]]></thumbnail_url><thumbnail_width><![CDATA[440]]></thumbnail_width><thumbnail_height><![CDATA[330]]></thumbnail_height></oembed>