“Faith is the virtue that allows me to feel the
warmth of the hearth while I cut the firewood”
(Miguel de
Unamuno.- Spain)
The cold months of the year are
here. In spite of global warming and changes in the weather patterns, we see
the need to make sure that we keep ourselves warm and ready to continue
the flow of daily life.
Preparation brings along a gratifying
sense of anticipation. Just as the family of days long gone relished at the
sight of a high and well stocked pile of wood, so do we as we hit shopping mall
after shopping mall lusting after some much coveted brand name. The warmth of
the hearth is at hand well before winter massages us with its piercing touch.
We focus on ourselves. Our needs and
our comforts they guide us through our shopping sprees. As dutiful tour guides, they point their
fingers to the signs we must follow: bargains, designer clothing, chic ads,
catching tunes, fancy gadgets.
And we forget those who do not have
such comforts. In the past, landless peasants did not have a forest to go and
get their wood unless they were ready to meet the fury of some feudal master
and his henchmen. They could not afford the reassuring sense of faith that
Spanish poet Miguel de Unamuno muses on.
They still cannot. We do not call
them landless peasants anymore. They go as a group by other names. Some feel
tempted to stamp on them the label “heavy burden.” Therefore, they should be
dealt with as such: a cumbersome load to get rid of. As for the rest of us, we
just ignore them. We also drag our own excess baggage. Shopping binges have
this tendency to metamorphose into weighty balances that transform themselves
into endless sleepless nights. We do not have room for any extra burdens.
However, climate changes are not
making life any easier for those who have no place to go, no hearth to huddle
by. The poor, they still are with us. To them the good news of God’s joy and
salvation still is being preached, since Jesus’ days in Nazareth till today,
“even with words, if necessary” as Francis of Assisi taught us. T he disadvantaged, they should also cut their firewood and anticipate the warmth of a much needed hearth.
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In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
Albert Camus
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