Pope Francis often refers to the “Poison of Gossip”. Passing on bad news is negative and toxic.
The more at peace we are within ourselves, the more at peace we are with one another. As we begin the month of May, I pray, you will all be filled with light, hope and peace of mind.
“A 24-year-old boy seeing out from the train’s window shouted …‘Dad, look the trees are going behind!’ Dad smiled and a young couple sitting nearby, looked at the 24-year-old’s childish behaviour with pity, suddenly he again exclaimed ‘Dad, look the clouds are running with us!’
“The couple couldn’t resist and said to the old ma ‘Why don’t you take your son to a good doctor?’
“The old man smiled and said ’I did and we are just coming from the hospital, my son was blind from birth, he just got his eyes today.’
“Every single person on the planet has a story. Don’t judge people before you truly know them. The truth might surprise you.”
Christianity is the only religion which worships the scapegoat, the one who is hated, excluded, spat upon, blamed for everything, ridiculed, shamed, and made expendable.
Christianity is the only religion that focuses on imitating the victim and which sees God in the one who is surrounded by the halo of hatred.
There are some important lessons to be learned from this, not the least of which has to do with where we see truth, goodness, and God.
We need, today, some correctives since we live in a culture which, not unlike most cultures in the past, scapegoats some persons to the benefit of the others and then identifies God and holiness with those who have created the scapegoats.
God is not to be confusedly identified with the myths of success, power, glamour, and popularity.
Never confuse God, or what is holy, with current cultural religion, which, antithetical to Christ, worships the included, the glamorous, the ones who aren’t shamed and ridiculed, and the ones who seem important and indispensable.
The God of our culture and the God that is preached in so many of our churches is not the God who dies on a cross, is hated, spat upon, and is excluded and scapegoated out of ignorance. No, our culture does not worship a crucified God.
The God Jesus revealed is still, in our very own culture, excluded, mocked, scapegoated, made expendable, and often killed, mostly in the name of God and truth.
Where do we see this? Our own culture, like every other culture past and present, creates a category of persons that it deems expendable and then subsequently victimises through exclusion, ridicule, scapegoating, and often through actual death.
The ones who constitute that category shift slightly from time to time, but there is always a common denominator: it includes always those who are the weakest.
Thus, for instance, our culture marginalises and scapegoats the sick, the poor, the handicapped, the unborn, the unattractive, the non-productive, and the aged.
These we deem expendable and subsequently take away full status within the human race. Worse still, we identify God and holiness with those who are doing the excluding, as for instance the ruling party.
But this is antithetical to true religion — and true wisdom. Where is God? God is on the side of the victim, standing with the one who is excluded, and especially present in the one being ridiculed, and dying in the one who is being put to death.
True Christianity knows this. It worships the scapegoat – the one who is surrounded by the halo of hatred. Populist mantras, such as “building walls” … seriously challenges what true Christianity is about. May values of tolerance, inclusion and compassion represent the Gospel message of love and forgiveness.
Traditionally May is associated with devotion to Mary, Mother of Jesus, a woman who has great empathy for all who carry heavy burdens…. I love the following prayer to Mary…
Take my hand, O Blessed Mother
Take my hand, O Blessed Mother, hold me firmly lest I fall;
I grow nervous while walking and humbly on thee call,
Guide me over every crossing, watch me when I’m on the stairs,
Let me know that you’re beside me; listen to my fervent prayers,
Bring me to my destination, safely along the way,
Bless my every undertaking, and my duties for the day,
And when evening creeps upon me, I’ll never fear to be alone:
Once again, O Blessed Mother, take my hand and lead me home. Amen.
SEE ALSO – Fr Paddy: Our model of church, as we know it, is dying rapidly
