Sometimes, the Holy Spirit whispers in your ear, and sometimes it shakes you by the shoulders. When Father Tom Marti, MM, director of our Maryknoll Mission House, shared with me his copy of
This message, for me, captures perfectly the issues that I have been struggling with following the Holy Triduum. On Good Friday, my apartment complex in
Christ's message and challenge of peace calls us not only to create community with those we encounter every day, but also to work on behalf of those that we don't encounter - or encounter but choose not to engage. Last week, I was struck, as I often am, by the image of men standing on the corner next to Home Depot, looking for day labor. How far removed their lives seem from my own, and yet, they are my brothers. Like me, they worry about caring for their loved ones and living healthy, happy lives. But the struggles that they face in achieving this basic hope far outstrip my own.
Over the weekend, I watched the documentary, “Waiting for Superman,” about educational inequality in this country, highlighting many of the challenges that I have witnessed and experienced in educating children in low-income areas. And listening to the radio at my desk this morning, I heard a report that
Thus, the need for peace – the need for Christ – persists, and in this Easter season we are renewed in our awareness of this call. Like the disciples gathered together after the death of Christ and His disappearance from the tomb, we may be dismayed and confused. But despite some troubling realities, we now celebrate the risen Christ, and the triumph of life over death. We are called to go out, join with our brothers and sisters, and build the Kingdom. This, too, was epitomized by an experience that I had this morning: a soon-to-be retired gentleman called the Maryknoll Mission House, requesting information on how to become a missioner. This act, and the many acts of those that commit their lives to giving as opposed to taking, stands as an infinitely powerful symbol of hope.