We read today the story of two contrasting characters, the nameless rich man dressed in purple and the poor man, named Lazarus, which means, "God is my help." As the story ends, that name is verified and could become a mantra for us. The rich man lives in luxury, never having any question about what to eat or what to wear, but in the next life, becomes the destitute beggar, while Lazarus luxuriates in the bosom of Abraham: a reversal of fortune for sure. (cf. Lk 16: 19-31)
The question posed to us by this story of contrasts is: Where am I in this picture? Ther.e are an increasing number of Lazaruses standing on the streets with their "HOMELESS VETETRAN" signs. What can we do to really help them? I want to stop and encourage them to seek work or help from organizations established to help them, but, of course, the flow of traffic most often prevents a stop. They have a story which begs to be heard before we ignore them. We need to seek guidance ourselves on the best way to treat them as fellow human beings... Guide us, O Lord..
Bro. Rene
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