It’s the “Ides of March” (and not a good day to be a Roman politician with autocratic aspirations), but I’m going to think back only a week or so rather than 2000 + years. What lessons did I learn or questions do I now ask in light of the meteorological events of March 2018?
You certainly learn something about friendship and neighborliness when it comes to needing to use the shower of another or that they will share a hot cup of coffee or tea with you in close quarters when you haven’t bathed in days!
I know that we were all “mildly” inconvenienced by the loss of power for those days – and have nothing to complain about if we compare ourselves with people in the Caribbean who are still without power or homes months and months after the hurricane.
I also know that this year marks 70 years since this country pulled off the great rescue of millions in a city in winter peril (the city of our “enemy” – cf. the Berlin Airlift), yet we still seem impotent to care for our own citizens who have suffered from last summer’s storms aftermath! Why? And systemic poverty in this land? Why?
I learned that greater is not always better than fewer: e.g., two Nor’easters are not better than one. Also, I struggle with the math in this question: Why is it that two good legs walking vivacious, snow-loving dog are of less value than one good leg + one herniated disc + one cane + one back brace? Isn’t “4” always better than “2”?
For that matter, why is the proportion of joy of a dog loving a raging snowstorm always in direct reverse proportion to her “daddy’s” desire to go out and walk her in it?
Curious how the tenor of news never seemed to change: power came back on and we find out that we’re still shooting, hurting, abusing one another, and that peace which the Lord promised (“…which passeth all understanding…”) seems so, so far away in this time of social and political agitation. Jesus warned that “the poor you will always have with you…,” but it seems that in spite of our collective and communal wealth, those suffering from poverty increase.
A last reminder and question: When will we learn to not put all our faith in our technology? Nature scoffs at our hubris. Try to contact anyone when the power is gone, you or they don’t have access to a cell phone (or remember the number), and the roads are blocked with downed trees. One learns how small we really are – and how much we all need each other.
John Donne: “No man is an Island.” (16th Century)
Hillary Clinton: “It takes a Village” (20th Century)
Me: So when will we finally get it?? (yesterday)
– Fr. Joe