Thursday, August 28, 2008

OUR Father...

A parent who teaches, guides, directs, instructs, disciplines, loves, plays with and protects his children. Our Father wants his siblings to get along. Do we need a crises to do that?
If I believed my mailman and the super market check out person were my siblings they’d no longer be strangers or mere acquaintances. We’d have a connection. I’d look at them differently and treat them with more understanding and appreciation. We have the same Parent who is God.
Wouldn’t our Father be happy about that?

All of ours; meaning rapists, thieves, murderers, people who physically, financially or emotionally hurt others; people who sell drugs or give AIDS to others intentionally. It also means saints, the Blessed Mother, Jesus, the people I see in church, priests, nuns, co-workers...We all have the same Parent and He is God.
If we all have the same Father then we are all siblings. My dentist - although he's Jewish, my neighbor - who is a non church going former something-or-other, the parking lot attendant who barely speaks English. God connects us all even if they aren't aware of it. We are all siblings. True, siblings battle each other. But if there was a crisis they'd defend each other. As Americans we have a tendency to rally 'round a cause. If the parking lot attendant's 3 yr old daughter had cancer, for example, I'd be very kind to him, speak words of encouragement, contribute to a collection, offer him my prayers....If I knew. In this sibling situation however, I might never know. But it still may be true that his daughter is sick. We all walk around like that - never knowing what our siblings may be enduring.

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