Day 1 Our Tainted Offering (from Fr. Robert Barron)
“Advent is the season where we prepare for the coming of the Savior and we don’t need a Savior unless we’re deeply convinced there is something to be saved from.” Fr. Robert Barron
Wow, never looked at it that way before. Every day, someone, somewhere is a savior. People who give blood, people and families who donate organs, people who donate time, money or gifts. All of them can, in some way, be called a savior because in some small, earthly (human) way, they are saving someone from something or at least trying to. We even try to save ourselves and sometimes we are successful and other times we are just making our “rescue” more difficult that what it needs to be.
As the world prepares to enter into “The most wonderful time of the year”, stop for a few minutes and ask yourself, “What am I preparing for?” Last week, many were preparing for the traditional Thanksgiving Day feast. Just last night, many were preparing for the start of another work week. In both instances, there may have been something forgotten, missed, overlooked and someone or something saved the day. I myself, seeking inspiration in preparing to write about my Advent season was saved by Fr. Robert Barron.
We are all, in my opinion saviors because we have the power to rescue others and even ourselves from circumstances. In doing so, we, IMHO, are the closest to embodying the “image and likeness of G-d”. We all, at some point tie on our capes and dash out the door in our best Captain Save’m impression to do what we need and/or maybe don’t want to – be a savior – for somebody in need.
I visited my grandmother last night and she is a world class instigator. She talks just to keep her lungs and lips working and boy can she get you riled up. She got my uncle riled up last night about his relationship with is son. My uncle, being drawn into the light (Carolanne), was doing his best to defend his decision to not be a savior for his adult son since he is a savior for his grandson. As my grandmother continued to poke the bear and the bear (my uncle) grew more agitated and me and my mother chuckling the entire time; my uncle said something that struck me, he said that his son didn’t deserve anything (my grand was admonishing him for not getting his adult son Christmas gifts). True, my cousin’s behavior may not warrant the effort and spending of hard earned money, I had to reflect on those words because what does it really mean to deserve something? One definition lists it as: verb – do something or have or show qualities worthy of (reward or punishment). Hmm, I don’t know about you (my best preacher voice) but there are times when I’ve deserved reward and times when I’ve deserved punishment. Rarely are they received in a timely manner but then again maybe that’s a good thing. What do you deserve: respect, life, liberty, the pursuit of happiness, and why do we feel so deserving? Maybe it’s because G-d is so deserving and since we ARE created in his “image and likeness” like Father, like son, eh! But let’s not get carried away because remember, the Son was undeserving of what he received, so let us be mindful of our words when we bang our gavel of justice in deciding who or what is deserving.
Pass me not O gentle Savior
Hear my humble cry
While, on others thou art calling
Do not pass me by