Disturbing times we are in. No doubt about that. Parts of the earth have been washed into our oceans on several continents in the past year. Natural disasters which Pat Robertson calls acts of God have decimated the poorest men, women and children on our planet. Riots in the suburbs of Paris, suicide bombings in the midst of weddings in Jordan, another school shooting. These horrors bring out the worst and the best in our human nature.
I had a doctor’s appointment today for an infection in my eyes. I also have a chronic health problem that I deal with daily, in part through the use of self-hypnosis and in part by listening to what my body is trying to tell me. So, as my eyes have caused me pain, I’ve been asking myself – what is it that I don’t want to see? I think I know the answer – I do not want to see the fear. Nor do I want to see the power of evil.
Somehow, even though he was running an hour late, I got into a conversation about spiritual and political matters with the eye doctor. I know. This seems strange but I get into unusual conversations with many people – it seems to be my “gift.” This time, I wish I hadn’t. It would appear this learned man embraces Hitler as his hero and wishes he would rise again and solve our problems.
Scary. I did my best to be a beacon of God’s presence. There on his wall, stuck in his diplomas were prayer cards of what appeared to be Mary, the Mother of Jesus. I noticed his faith and the discrepancy as clearly and as gently as I could. By his diplomas and awards, by all accounts is an intelligent, learned man. But his heart has a hatred of the very people of whom Jesus was born. I reminded him that the seeds of our faith are firmly planted in Judaism. It seemed to never have occurred to him. Both Jesus and his Mother, whose images appear there on his walls, were Jewish. He seemed stunned.
Quickly, he returned to the treatment of my eyes. Did I make a difference? I don’t know. But I have to believe that love is stronger than hate, that truth is often painful to hear but always frees, that faith means not knowing the results but trusting the Divine to work through all means.
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