Somewhere I had read about ownership and belongings. So much bric a brac in our lives!
We buy and we buy again, because there is no end to that buying. Because by buying we show the superiority. It doesn’t matter if the neighbor is without the food, or tenth of what we own. We just want to rub it in the faces of those who don’t have much.
We were taught better; we were told to share. We were asked to break the bread with one who came to our door, regardless of his clothes and his status. How quickly we forgot our lessons. Just in the matter of a few decades, the principles and tenets of the teachings, have slipped through our fingers like water!
Words of my father and grandmother shake the chains which have held me and my heart in a selfish clutch. ‘When a devout person approaches the door, don’t forget to take him to the head of the table.’ That’s what they would say. ‘Do what is expected of you, and don’t bother to leave tracks of your selfless work behind you. Your deeds if perfumed, will diffuse in the air as fragrance and people would follow you!’ This is what they told me.
And yet we buy and buy so we can have ownership and feel that we are better off. In these days of uncertainty and doom and gloom, I have to look within myself and realize that we have forgotten. We have forgotten the One who doesn’t care about ownership, and who doesn’t try to turn a profit, any profit, from every human exchange. All we have to do is lift our hands up and let Him see that our hands are bare and our heads are bowed in humility.
I have no idea what I am trying to say. Probably thinking about the advice of yester years, and figuring out how to live by that at this time of fear and uncertainty. I am okay, and not afraid, and don’t have any panic. I am only thinking about others. How can I tell them that we are not only the pain but also the cure for that pain? Yes, both at the same time! We are the sweet cold water and we are also the jug that holds that same water. I want to tell others that trying times come and go, sometimes they linger for a long time; but we mature, and we grow and we bloom with our selfless work, and just hope that these works of ours are seeds of perfume that others will hold to their hearts and follow the fragrance.
Thank you for reading.