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Saturday, December 12, 2015

Feeling Invisible



24PentecostBProper 27, Sullivan Park Care Center, November 8, 2015 by Annette Fricke
            This gospel lesson is a challenge for preaching no matter who the audience is.  It is a text about crookedness and giving.  When I had my initial internship with a church in Port Huron, Michigan, I was told only one thing about this, “Those who give the most are the poorest of the congregation.”  I think that if there were ever a sentence that described a summary of our gospel reading for today, that would be it.  Nothing was ever said by my supervisor or anyone else as to the reasons for this occurrence, it was simply an observation.  Jesus observed this, too.  Why is it that the poorest of the poor, a widow, gives so much?  My speculation at the time was that perhaps it was because they, of all people, know what it is like to make do with little.  They are those who tend to themselves, yet still look after others without complaint.  They are the perpetual mothers who have it so ingrained into their very beings to care for others that they know no other way.  I know people who do not have a retirement account of any kind.  I know those who sometimes have a savings account and sometimes not.  I have a friend just a few years older than myself who has been out of work for ten months. A close relative of mine was out of work for more than two years.  Yet these are the kind of people who know how to make something out of nothing.  It is a stretch in defining “widow” this way, but all of these scenarios fit the bill.  Most of the “saints” of old not only took a vow of poverty, but were not allowed to own anything.  All property and clothing belonged to the community. They intend to live as the description in Acts where everything was held in common, everyone contributed to the pot and therefore, all were cared for equally.  It is difficult enough living with a husband or wife and some children.  Just imagine living in a convent or monastery community where there are probably fifty or more, all one gender living under one roof, doing almost everything together.  The idealism of a novice soon wears off and the realization settles in that disputes will occur from time to time.  The true colors of people will reveal themselves.
            The stark truth of this text is Jesus’ criticism of the temple authorities who make a luxurious living off the backs of widows.  The very institution meant to be protective of the widows, the poor and the vulnerable citizens of society were doing just the opposite.  Even religious institutions can be fallible and end up doing so-called normal operations that are outrageously immoral on several levels.  Just as the Jewish temple in those days, so also the Church, as an institution is to be a house of prayer for all people.  We are not to discriminate between the poor and the rich.  But also like then, we need to decide in our own minds where what we give actually goes.  It looks as though the widow is giving to the Temple, yet on another level, she gives not to the temple, but to God out of her heart.  Above all, she believes in God, the giver of all things to be the source of her life.  She is giving all she has, but she has no power to effect change.  She is not part of the hierarchy of temple leadership. She is simply living out her life as a poor Jewish widow.  Her gift is a gift to God in thanksgiving for her life, poor as it may be.  By her monetary contribution, she is saying, “Thank you, God for giving me life.”
            This past week, I attended the memorial of a wealthy woman.  The worship space was full.  People were dressed in full suits and the family sat up front as per custom.  I saw many people from the place of my employment where she had lived for years and even stopped on my way out to the social gathering area to put the feet of one I have cared for many times onto the chair’s foot rests.  In my mind, it was a rather odd service to take up the whole cathedral.  There were two priests up front, the bishop was in attendance, yet there was no homily or sermon preached, nor was there communion served.  The obituary in the paper was about how great a philanthropist she was, yet here what stood out was the commonality she had with others of her generation.  Those who talked about her reminisced about her “habits” and the way she taught discipline in her children and guests who loved her cookies.  On a side note, some of the companions for her were named and thanked.  I saw the widower the following Monday and gave him flowers sent by someone else.  He smiled, thanked me politely and hurried to his room. The kitchen server asked me if he was coming to dinner and I said, “I don’t think so; he’s got company.”  His son was there, but there was no direct communication.  I felt invisible in both places and I wondered what the real story was about his wife’s life.  Did she feel invisible, too?
            The truth is, money can be a source of power and control. It can be given to institutions in order to control them into doing what the contributor wants.  It can even hold back progress towards a more open society of equal rights for all people. Money may not be the root of all evil, but it can certainly corrupt people and society.
            This Wednesday is Veterans Day.  It is a time to remember those who did what they could for this country to preserve it and defend it.  They worked hard to keep physically fit in the performance of their duties.  They did their best to work as a team, especially in times of battle when following orders was of utmost importance to military strategy.  Remember as well, those veterans who are homeless and those having difficulty accessing healthcare in a timely manner.  Pray for and vote for those who you think would do the best to care for our military while they are in uniform as well as when they return, discharged from duty.  They all have crucial roles, even down to those who prepare and distribute food.
            For those of you looking for a positive example, November 11 is St. Martin of Tours day.  Before becoming a bishop in 397, he served in the Roman army.  The story goes that while he was a catechumen, he was approached by a poor soldier for alms and he took his own sword, cutting his military cloak in half, giving one half to the soldier. 
            The poor, the unemployed, the widows, the invisible, the homeless; these are all people for whom we should fight for protection and provide for them what they need to feel an equal and acknowledged part of the society in which we live.  If we are truly not living for ourselves, but living for God as the widow giving an offering many of us would call small or even minute, economic and social equality can become a reality for many people.  We should strive to value and love people as God in Christ loves us. Become a part of that achievement.
           

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