All ya had to do was ask
Sunday, December 08, 2013
I just read a wonderful exerpt from the back of a bulletin by a Jesuit priest, It was all about detwisted scripture and departing from myths. The powers that be on the internet, for some reason, I was unable to subscribe to that discussion. Being a quiet person in 'real life', I often verbalize much of what most people don't know about me online...my being rather opinionated.
Well, that post was no exception. I wanted to add a few little things, in my opinion. That humility does not mean suffering, it does not mean martyrdom, it does not mean poverty. We were to share in the Love, that we might have life and have it more abundantly. I like the idea of helping the poor, and all manner of altruistic philanthropy, yet I get sickened seeing it so much. For I have questions. Food is great to pass out, but who is there working with them to get the skills they need, the apparel, the self esteem, the value change if necessary? Are we not to build one another up? Food and shelter is not the only answer here. It was odd that I was born in St Clair County, and that I was baptized at St Elizabeth Ann Seton. But my upbringing, my gifts were not to be poor to help the poor. I was to help raise them up using my gifts to show how to make money, to have it, to help raise them up, how to keep it, how to make it grow, that they too could help more. I have been stopped at every door, everything I've tried. I spent years talking to God, working to make it work...it was not to happen. Granted, a lot of work for God has happened, and I learned more of just what my gifts were. However, I have just about given up on making any more as it takes more than me to believe that all things are possible.
When you give to the poor, what do you know of any one of those individuals? what any of their needs may be? When my children and I left a domestic violence home, I couldn't believe the beautiful generosity that existed..as long as I was seen as inferior. Not one asked what I needed. I only wanted a job at the level for which I'd been educated and years of experience, then the rest would have fallen into place. But it was not to be so. I'm not here to gripe, whine, grovel, or drivel. I'm here to instigate, to activate, to get you involved...who of your neighbors is hurting? Who needs a friend? Who can you ask what they need, and you don't put in guards and defense mechanisms so that they won't really tell you? What is love? It starts at home...?
God bless and have a beautiful holiday season.
PS For Catholic and other Christian friends used to the stand in line style of Eucharist...ever wonder how radical it might seem, yet what message, if several others brought plates and chalices, that without being asked, go get wine for their chalice, bread for their plate, and go at the end of a row of pews to help serve, that others might have less wait, more comfort, etc? Oh, deviating in the positive to help others...rather radical..but understand the message? When I think of Cathedrals....