Gold is
placed in the fire to rid itself of impurities.
The longer it remains in the fire the more pure it becomes and its worth
also increases. It goes from nine karats
and shrinks down to twenty-four. This purification
process not only refines gold, but it also makes it softer. Thus, while a 9K ring (with use) will
eventually wear and break a 24K ring will only bend. When shopping for gold jewelry, even if there
are two rings that to the eye look exactly the same, people will often pay more
for the higher karats because of the quality and the reassurance that the piece
will last a lifetime. God uses a similar
process not to increase our value, but to assist us in becoming pure. Suffering helps our hearts soften and soft
hearts, like 24K gold, are malleable…
Yesterday’s
Gospel reading spoke of turning the other cheek of not retaliating hurt for
hurt. A hard heart doesn’t understand
this and will return each hit thinking “an eye for an eye.” This is
the message of the world we live in that glorifies vengeance. Some of the most popular stories that get
told in books, film and art are tales of creating our own justice. I find myself often cheering at the screen and
even feeling vindicated when the bad guys get what they deserve. Yet, our faith tells us to turn the other
cheek to surprise the offender by offering peace instead of retaliation - to
give instead of take.
I grew up
with my mom often repeating, “Turn the other cheek.” I always found her logic amusing and not at
all productive; to me getting a sense of justice was bigger than showing
mercy. Fueled by my desire to get vengeance
for the people who hurt me, I didn’t realize that I was also filling myself
with darkness. When my brother died, the
suffering was so great and the awareness of death so close that slowly I
realized that I didn’t want to carry all the anger, hurt and evil inside
me. I wanted a new heart to replace the
heart of stone that was inside me. After
a lifetime of laughing at my mom’s message of “turning the other cheek,” I
realized that my desire for justice to inflict pain on those who hurt me, only
filled me with hate. Hate that I had
carried far too long.
I’m still
learning to live true to yesterday’s Gospel, of choosing peace even when I
really want to retaliate. However, I am
in this lifetime process of purification and sometimes I forget and lose my
temper, I choose to attack instead of patience, I choose hurt over forgiveness… I am no saint, my weaknesses are many and
because I am pretty clear of my limitations I try to be understanding of others,
but sometimes I grow tired of my futile efforts. Luckily, when God exhorts us to be more like
Him, He knows that we can’t do it on our own so He provides the help to slowly
get us from 9K to 10K (and eventually 24K). Yesterday, I went
to a healing service to offer the hurt and receive more of Him. Worshiping, getting hands laid on me with
prayer and receiving Him in the Eucharist sent me home a little lighter.
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