Creating A New House

“Creating a New House”

Mark 3: 21-23

“He has gone out of his mind.”

Venerable Satoko Kitahara

“The Mary of Ant Town”

“I feel my path to Heaven will be a long and painful one.  I do not intend to work just for my own salvation, closing my eyes to the people around me.”

Ursula Le Guin tells us  that “Love doesn’t just sit there like a stone, it has to be made, like bread: remade all the time, made new.”

  Several days ago this quote ran through my mind as I encountered four homeless people on the corner of Haight and Masonic.  Judy was having difficulty breathing, she has been in and out of the hospital with a damaged heart the last few months. There were several well dressed people around telling the group to get off the street, they did not belong there. I called an ambulance, and was told she was having a heart attack.

What went through my mind was seeing people standing around simply jeering, making fun, while someone was suffering. Where is our humanity? Our humanity is about loving one another, that is what makes us human.

We have stopped remaking love, we have become about looking out for ourselves.  Thirteenth Street is filled with tents, Golden Gate Park is filled with people sleeping; at night in the alleys are filled. This is the way it is across our nation. The Governor very seldom if ever mentions homelessness.  I have not heard our presidential candidates utter a word.

The family of Jesus thought he was out of his mind because he dared to seek to live out a new creation. It is this “mad” Jesus who calls us to not sit where we are like a stone, but to remake the bread of love, and to continue remaking that bread until all are cared for. We need to knead that bread, become bruised by it, and make it into live giving bread.

Yesterday one of my young guys showed me some of his new graffiti work. He had painted over a restaurant advertisement the words: “If I come in,  you will eat me.”     There are forty or so restaurants on Polk, and just as many on the Haight. I see people standing outside all the time their mouths watering from hunger, they dare not go in the door, to even use the rest room. The challenge I am issuing any one who will listen now and through Lent is to fast one day a week, and stand outside a restaurant for an hour, smelling the food, wanting something to eat.  Think about what it means not having the opportunity, and being hungry around all that food.

So let us remember, “Love doesn’t just sit there, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.” Deo Gratis! Thanks be to God!

Temenos Catholic Worker

P.O. Box 642656

San Francisco, CA 94164


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