The pandemic and the resulting lockdowns have brought forth the otherwise hidden selves of our personalities in community life. While acknowledging that this situation is not something one ever planned or prepared for, it offers us a glimpse into ourselves... as to what exactly are we made up of.
Most confreres I know have been daring in reaching out to those in need. Some even being reckless. But most have been genuinely concerned more about others, especially those struggling and seeking ways of reaching out to them in whatever manner possible. Some however, have retreated into a cocoon.
As for me, as religious, this is the opportunity to be at the forefront and assist. Certainly not a moment to retreat and hide. Most certainly to offer spiritual and pastoral care to those who need it, in being inventive in that. But also being outgoing in other ways - joining hands with others who are already out there helping others, without having made any public profession vows or specially anointed. If at this time of need we don't venture out and be of assistance, then when? For what are we preserving our health for? And why? What am I afraid of? And most importantly, whom is it that I really love?
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