Saturday, June 27, 2020

Hurray for My Side?

Are we so guilty of not loving one another, that we need to draw party lines, and create causes and movements simply asking for the respect that we already deserve as God’s children?

I’m realistic in knowing who I am, and what I’m not. I know that I’ll never win a 50 yard dash, or a Nobel Prize. I know about the amount of loss that can come one’s way, and still be left to wonder why. I know the collective evils of our past, and how we’re called to build upon times when we lost our humanity, making this life something worth passing on to our children and grandchildren.

I’m trying to stay positive, but it’s very difficult to see my country become such a polarized community, maintain such anger and cynicism, that it can’t just allow itself to breathe and to become the great society and source of life that it can truly be.

So Please... Please, from the bottom of this heart, that has felt so much love and acceptance from just about everyone along my way, especially in midst if my own imperfection, could you just relax?

I need no slogans, or a banner to fly on my behalf... What I need is for us to work hard on becoming the amazing children of God that we are, and I need us to be ok with our needs and flaws, and ask for help when the time comes. 

And when that time comes, and someone asks for help... For God’s sake, give it!

1 comment:

  1. This speaks to me Deacon Greg. I grew up in an environment where I never spoke for fear of punishment or some kind of abuse coming back at me - verbal or physical. So, even though I can talk, things like talking politics and religion are off the table for me. I hear what some people say and see what some people post and I ask myself, what the heck? So much vitriol. And hate. That scares me. It informs not trust that person; be careful around that person, stay clear of that person. I rarely watch TV because of all that, but we all have watched some of these things and so....matching those images with these words and expressions of hate blows my mind. I want to be part of a community of love and acceptance. Perhaps too much, but I am lonely and with less than a handful of friends in progress here.
    I pray every day the prayer in this morning’s Gospel. Lord I am not worthy that you should enter under my roof, but only say the word and my soul shall be healed. I pray, Lord, help me to be worthy. If you or someone else needs help, and if it is in my means or strength to help, ASK.