Song Of Love
Life is always full of contrasts. As I was
walking in town, I met my friend. We had
not seen each other for quite a long time
and he was telling me about his new job as
a security guard. I was surprised however
that he was protecting a building with a
number of offices. "Why are you here?"
I wondered. His answer surprised me. "I
am not guarding the building. No, apparently
the owners have a big problem with their
father and I am here to make sure he does
not touch foot in the premises!" I remember
leaving my friend with a bitter taste in
my mouth. Imagine, I said to myself, the
acrimony and the bitterness that must exist
between the father and his children. Why
do relationships, even close ones, become
Still feeling somewhat sad, I opened a book
on arriving home. And sure enough, I came
across just the reverse side of human nature
portrayed in a simple anecdote which Mother
Teresa herself recounts. One day she was
walking through the streets of Calcutta when
she saw some dirty rags on the side of the
road moving! She discovered a shriveled women
lying on the road, extremely sick and weak.
He picked her up and took her home, gave
her a warm bath and started her on medications.
But soon she realized that it was too late.
The woman was dying and so she took her on
her lap and started feeding her some warm
broth. The woman, obviously touched by this
sudden burst of tenderness, whispered, "Sister,
why are you doing this?" Mother Teresa
answered simply, "Because I love you!"
A bright light echoed through the body of
this frail woman and her faded eyes suddenly
acquired some kind of color. "Oh! Can
you say that again?" "I am doing
this because I love you," Mother repeated
clearly and firmly.
"Say it. Say it again!" The dying
woman squeezed the hand of Mother and tried
to pull her to herself so that she could
hear more distinctly these words which for
her obviously meant a lot.
"I shall never forget Lourdes. In front
of the grotto where Our Lady appeared, I
have seen many many beautiful things. But
one of them has remained deeply imprinted
in my mind and in my heart. I heard a sick
person, very much in pain, who was praying
just besides me, saying: Holy Virgin, do
not pay attention to me and my sufferings.
Cure the others!"
I have been in Lourdes three times. I always
se the same miracle - pain that sings! Love
has that ability - to transform even pain
into a song.
Man can live without food but he cannot
without love. We need love desperately.
need to love and to be loved. The issue
that not all loves are the same and
loves are so good. Like food. I need
but not all food is beneficial for
me - for
a diabetic, sweets are poison, for
has cholesterol, fats are a killer.
love in all its beauty and persuaviness
never really satisfy us. It is a reflection
of a more powerful and better Love.
His love is the first and crucial step.
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