Prophet Amos, old Russian Orthodox icon (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
This morning before I could even clear my throat, a debt collector called and I was sobbing by the end. She wasn’t mean but she meant it and what can I say? I sobbed into my pillow because it’s never enough, is it? But I managed to pick up my “Streams in the Desert” daily devotional book (one of the most helpful I’ve ever read). It said God is “working all night” to help us even if we can’t see it or feel it or imagine it.
So then I did the next thing, like I’ve read we should do when crisis strikes. Sometimes we can’t do the next thing. Sometimes we melt down. Jesus understands. Look at the King James Version of the Bible in Psalm 22. “I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels.”
Jesus felt everything it’s possible for a human to feel because, besides being fully God, Jesus was fully human. God wants us to know He knows how we feel. If God didn’t know how we feel, we wouldn’t believe a word He says. So God sent Jesus His Son as the Only Word and the Living Word and the Last Word and like that song says, “Nobody Knows the Trouble I’ve Seen, Nobody Knows but Jesus.” So cry out, cry out to Jesus.
When I got here at the library, I looked up the Statute of Limitations on debts. I didn’t even know such a thing as a time limit on debts existed until I read about it months ago in the Chattanooga Times Free Press. If you’d like to learn more, try http://www.creditcard.com.
Here’s something else about debts and debtors and rich people and poor people, the haves and have-nots…along with the religious capitalists who existed long before the United States ever fired one revolutionary shot or experienced the infamous 2008 financial meltdown. At Catholic Scripture Study International, you can see that the prophet Amos talked about the need for social justice. God called Amos to warn and blast the religious rich people, who were oppressing God’s poor people. The poor people were barely making ends meet while the wealthy church folks were building winter homes and summer homes. It was unfair and horrible and God intended to do something about it.
Over at breadoflifefellowship.wordpress.com, here’s something else, which the blogger pointed out: “The wealthy people were running to two towers–their homes and their temples.” The blogger referred to scripture, in Amos 3:13-4:5, where God declares: ‘”I will destroy the winter house along with the summer house; the houses of ivory will perish, and the great houses shall have an end,’ says the Lord.”
We have to use discernment, because some people will drive you crazy and I’ve been one of those people. We can’t give everything or anything to everybody and anybody. But as hard as this life gets sometimes, don’t let us be that person in a summer house with a stony heart.
We can’t do it all, but somewhere it says we can relieve some little misery somewhere. I think it was a story about St. Therese. She went around relieving little miseries where she could. She was the little flower.
Please God, help us relieve little miseries if we can within our limitations. Please don’t let us be deaf to a song or blind to a sorrow. Another song made famous by Ethel Waters says God’s eye is on the sparrow (and not just the bluebird). Help me do what I can. Just this. Today just this.
Someday, it will all be all right. Someday, justice will roll down like water. Someday, it will all be okay.
That creditor’s call made me cry, but that creditor tried to help, too, just so you’ll know. She gave me a heads-up and made a helpful suggestion, which calmed me. Compassion starts in the heart, but it can move upward through a kind voice, relieving some little misery somewhere.
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