Reflecting on Luke 12: 32-48
There is so much that is hidden in nature. Take bees, for instance. All through the luscious summer months they secretly pollinate our gardens and fields. I hardly ever notice them, but without their quiet work the world would end.
Even more grace-giving for me than the ingenuity of nature are those moments of astonishment when the hidden works of love and charity of the people around me are exposed. I had one of those jaw-dropping moments last week.
My friend Rita teaches theology and scripture at Mullen High School in Denver. I’ve known her for fifteen years. It was not until yesterday that I realized that three nights of every week she shops and then cooks a hot meal for eighty elderly people downtown who are without permanent housing. She and her husband John then haul all the food from their house, sometimes stopping at Qdoba for their generous donation of rice. Finally, they carry all the food in, set it up with the volunteers—those hidden angels all around us who do the work of the kingdom consistently, year after year, without anyone knowing–and warmly greet and serve each grateful guest.
Rita, I asked, where does the money come from for all the groceries it takes to feed these eighty people three times a week? Oh, she said, it comes from my paycheck from Mullen.
And she has quietly done this for fifteen years.
I have a feeling Rita will be in charge of all her Master’s property someday. Oh, wait. Since those who are poor are at the center of God’s heart, she already is.
In what hidden ways are you bringing light and grace to the world?