As we sit here in this warm comfortable Chapel, feeling safe and secure as we pray, people elsewhere are dying, people are being persecuted, and people are being displaced. We could go on and on. Life is very different for so many. Acutely aware of the need for peace, Fr Bruno, the Master of our Order and the Commission for Justice and Peace have proposed that we make the season of Advent, as we await the coming of the Prince of Peace, a period of intense prayer for peace in our war torn world and of solidarity with our Dominican brothers and sisters involved in preaching in situations of injustice. This Advent our focus is on Columbia where there are Dominicans working to support the implementation of the Peace accord that was signed in 2016.
We know that peace can come about, that agreements can work.
We have seen it happen in Northern Ireland and in our lifetime we have seen the
fall of the Iron Curtain. Persistent prayer works. The holy rosary is a mighty
weapon against the forces of evil.
But a hymn I learnt as a child in school echoes in my heart,
challenging me. It goes ‘let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me’.
We have to be instruments of the peace we want to see reigning in our world. In
the light of this morning’s Gospel Chapter 11 of St. Luke’s gospel struck me
with great force. Whatever house you
enter first say peace be to this house. And if a person of peace is there, your
peace shall rest upon him, but if not, it shall return to you. Somehow we
have to prove the earnestness of our prayer for world peace by our willing to
work for peace wherever we find ourselves- in our families, our community, our
workplace, our neighbourhood. We have to come to each encounter with peace in
our hearts and a desire to share that peace with the other person. But if we
meet with hostility, coldness, indifference or any other negative response we
have to allow our peace return to us. We are not to allow ourselves to be
robbed of our peace. No one can do that to us. It is our choice, MY choice. If
I allow myself to be disturbed, what will happen, the next person will come
along, perhaps someone in great need of a smile, a kind word, a gesture of
peace and I will miss that opportunity to serve Jesus in a troubled person.
Jesus has come unexpectedly and I don’t see him because I am in a stupor,
preoccupied, wallowing in my self-righteousness, being a victim soul.
Before turning off the light these nights I am reading a
collection of memories that the Scripture Scholar Megan McKenna had of her
grandmother. By happy coincidence or providence I came to a chapter headed Cuba
1960 last night. Megan at the age of fifteen had her secure, safe, sheltered
life life turned on its head by the Cuban Missile crisis. It was her first
encounter with the horrors of war. The
dawning reality in her peaceful childhood of evil, of death, intended,
immanent, planned and executed, of war intruding into her life, as she puts
it, and it left her paralysed with
fear. She couldn’t eat or sleep. She lay on her bed in despair until her Nana
came to her. Her Nana’s wisdom is as pertinent now as it was 57 yrs ago and I found
it worth taking to heart a salutary reminder that if I am not part of the
solution then I am part of the problem.
She told her was that if she believed in God she had no
right to despair. God made us all. And we are all of us without exception made
in his image and likeness. God didn’t make us to give up on anyone He made or on any situation. She reminded
this fifteen year old that she couldn’t
blame anyone for what others do, without
taking a long hard look at herself first and realising that what was wrong with
the world was wrong with her too. We are all human beings and anything any one
else can do no matter how terrible , we are given the circumstances just as capable
of doing. But it is also true that we are also capable of doing all the good
that is being done in the world. If God hasn’t given up on me then I cannot
give up on the world. I look to myself, to his mercy to me, and hope is
restored. There can be peace on earth. Conversion happens.
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