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I actually posted some reflections on this topic once before, but couldn’t find them so I decided to restart.
Today’s gospel reading has the familiar story of the widow’s mite, Jesus’s statement that the widow gave more in her “small” contribution from her poverty than did all of those who gave from their surplus.
It got me to thinking what that really means. I think most of us are conditioned to give from our surplus, out of habit. We decide on a comfortable level and just do what we’ve decided, whether it’s in contributions of money, time, or our very being.
But what does it mean to give from our poverty? Obviously most of us can’t give away what we actually would need to continue to live, except in very unusual circumstances. It occured to me that this is really something much more pervasive and integral to our lives and beings. I’m thinking that giving from our poverty is when we set aside those things our ego would rather be doing to do God’s work instead.
That can take many forms. It might mean setting aside time for prayer instead of watching our favorite TV show, or even instead of something “seeming” good like reading a good book. It might mean dropping your plans for the movies to go help a neighbor instead with whatever their “need” is. It might mean letting someone else have the better seat or parking place. It might mean spending those extra minutes listening when someone just needs to vent, or needs to express their hurt, even when maybe we’re hurting ourselves.
But maybe at an even deeper level, it might mean being willing to take the pain ourselves when it isn’t even our pain. It might mean just accepting the insult rather than correcting the person who is just lashing out in their own pain. It might be standing up for someone on the fringe when the more comfortable position would be to just keep on walking. It might be following Francis’s example to conciously embrace whoever the “leper” is for us. It might just mean being willing to take the assault rather than creating more violence by defending ourselves, even righteously.
In short, it might mean being willing to hang on the cross and say “forgive them for they know not what they do.”
Father, help us to be willing and eager to give from our poverty that we might find you in whichever of your disguises you appear today.
Today’s gospel reading has the familiar story of the widow’s mite, Jesus’s statement that the widow gave more in her “small” contribution from her poverty than did all of those who gave from their surplus.
It got me to thinking what that really means. I think most of us are conditioned to give from our surplus, out of habit. We decide on a comfortable level and just do what we’ve decided, whether it’s in contributions of money, time, or our very being.
But what does it mean to give from our poverty? Obviously most of us can’t give away what we actually would need to continue to live, except in very unusual circumstances. It occured to me that this is really something much more pervasive and integral to our lives and beings. I’m thinking that giving from our poverty is when we set aside those things our ego would rather be doing to do God’s work instead.
That can take many forms. It might mean setting aside time for prayer instead of watching our favorite TV show, or even instead of something “seeming” good like reading a good book. It might mean dropping your plans for the movies to go help a neighbor instead with whatever their “need” is. It might mean letting someone else have the better seat or parking place. It might mean spending those extra minutes listening when someone just needs to vent, or needs to express their hurt, even when maybe we’re hurting ourselves.
But maybe at an even deeper level, it might mean being willing to take the pain ourselves when it isn’t even our pain. It might mean just accepting the insult rather than correcting the person who is just lashing out in their own pain. It might be standing up for someone on the fringe when the more comfortable position would be to just keep on walking. It might be following Francis’s example to conciously embrace whoever the “leper” is for us. It might just mean being willing to take the assault rather than creating more violence by defending ourselves, even righteously.
In short, it might mean being willing to hang on the cross and say “forgive them for they know not what they do.”
Father, help us to be willing and eager to give from our poverty that we might find you in whichever of your disguises you appear today.