I think now about all that I have seen in my life that I will tell my kids. I can remember the wall in Berlin coming down, even if I don’t remember the events clearly. I do remember getting out of the shower and mom telling me that the nation was now at war in the Middle East. I have very, very dim memories of being really young and hearing others recall the Challenger. I remember waking up in the PHA house to Graham yelling about some planes hitting a building a New York, and then being glued to the TV for the next two days. I remember ‘Shock and Awe’ and the disaster that has ensued. I remember being at school in Toei as I watched Obama give his victory speech.
Then I think about Joe, my 92-year-old neighbor and friend, and how much he has seen. I have to remind myself that he was born during WWI, and the Titanic sank just four years before he was born. He has seen it all; from the Great Depression to whatever we are in now. What a life to live.
I’m sure the current economic troubles will pass. Maybe things won’t return to the status quo, and maybe that’s not a bad thing. If we are forced to use mass transportation and revert to being a more local oriented people, then I say that these hard times weren’t all in vain.
I have been reading and thinking a lot these days. I admit that living alone in a town where there are no other native speakers makes it easy to find solitude and peace. Add to it that my apartment is at the base of several large, looming misty mountains—and it is not hard to find alone time to contemplate. Often times my thinking isn’t consumed with the most meaningful and useful issues…
I do think a lot about Jesus and his teachings. This week I have been thinking about what it truly means to follow him, to be completely selfless, and to give everything away for him. I come from a background that doesn’t make it easy to understand or find examples of altruistic people. My inclination is to be selfish: I deserve this, I deserve that, I earned this, and I earned that.
I don't want to turn this into a political debate, but I think a lot of what drives us as American Christians not the entitlement that we think we have, but rather the idea of what is fair and earned.
Many of us balk at the idea of higher taxes and government intervention because we don’t want someone taking our money. The money that we earned is ours and no one else has the right to tell us what to do with it. We become outraged when this money, our money, could in fact be given to those who are unworthy. I didn't work all those hard hours to see my money given away. These kind of thoughts come into our heads like bullets. They don’t deserve to get any money! They haven’t worked for it! The idea of the “non-deserving” getting something that they don’t deserve infuriates us. When we see a mom who has eight children at the same time due to scientific help, and we learn that she doesn't have a job and can’t take care of them, we resent her. That’s why I only had two kids and have a steady job, because I don’t want to ask others for help!
What is this in us that drives us to separate the deserving from the unworthy? We feel that everything in this world that we have worked for and earned is ours, no one but us has can decide what to do with it.
I wonder if this is why Jesus told the Parable about the workers in the vineyard. He knew how people were, and how they still would be today. When the workers who had been working all day saw that those who had only worked a little received the same compensation, they were furious. "WHAT? How can this be? We were out here working all day and they just got here!"
IT ISN’T FAIR.