When he was at table with them, he took the bread. He blessed the bread, and broke it, and gave it to them. And their eyes were opened and they recognized him!(Luke 24:13-35)

Sunday, September 6, 2020

A Labor Day reflection



Today is the day Americans celebrate the many talents and gifts of those who labor, who toil, who use their physical skills and strengths to make our economy work and our society prosper.  These are people that our society many times doesn’t fully appreciate.  We too often overlook the importance of how they make life more comfortable, and loud pundits denigrate the value of their organized efforts to insure good lives for themselves and their families.  It’s good as a society to stop and reflect on how our lives are better because of them, and to thank them.

My grandfathers were these types of workers.  One of them had a high school education, and the other dropped out of school before high school to work.  One of my grandfathers was an elder in the Mormon faith.  My mom’s dad was a convert to Catholicism (after he married my grandmother).  Both were hard working laborers, men who played by the rules as they understood them, who were raised with strong family values and work ethics.  Sure, they sometimes disagreed with bosses, politicians, and elected officials, but once decisions were made or elections were held, they obeyed those for whom they worked, or who led their country. 

Because one of my grandfathers died when I was just sixteen years old and my other grandfather lived far away, I never talked with them about a lot of things, topics that in hindsight would have been interesting to pursue.  One comes to mind today from reading the gospel of Luke (Luke 6:6-11). 

How would my grandfathers have reacted to a religious radical that upset the order that they found in their religion?  How would these steady elders have responded when someone violated the norms of behavior that they had been taught should be followed without question?  Would they have been sympathetic to the message of the upstart, or suspicious because the new preacher challenged longstanding traditions?   Would they have understood the argument that He was making, that it was better to address a real human need than to blindly adhere to a tradition?   Would they have been able to comprehend that in doing good on the sabbath this new prophet was actually giving greater glory to God than by “keeping the Sabbath holy” through ritual?

Saint Paul encourages us to celebrate the feast with sincerity and truth (1 Corinthians 5:1-8).   Isn’t Jesus saying the same thing when He asks whether it’s better to save life on the Sabbath rather than to destroy it?  Isn’t the life He’s talking about saving our authentic spiritual life, and not some shadow that comes from disengaged obedience?  It seems that the full message of Jesus is to be sincere, to follow the truth, and to save the lives of others, and by doing so save our own.  To cite a psalm (Psalm 5:5-12), the path of Jesus will “lead us to the justice of the Lord”.

I loved my grandfathers.  They were good men who tried to build good lives for themselves and their families.  While I knew them when they were in their 60’s (my age now), I didn’t know them then knowing what I know now.  How much we could have learned from each other if my 66-year old person could have talked to their 66-year old reality!  It really is something to think about!

My prayer today is in gratitude for the efforts of the workers among us who too often go unappreciated, especially in these unprecedented times, for the grace to be sincere and true, and for the desire to save life rather than destroy it.


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