It’s
the season of Thanksgiving. I call it a “season” because it seems like half of
my Facebook and Twitter friends are daily posting things and people for which
they are “#thankful”.
And
what a blessing Thanksgiving is! We take time to pause long enough to say, “You
know, I couldn’t have done that without you,” or, “You made my life better in
some way just now.”
But
Thanksgiving isn’t just in the deep happiness or humility one feels after
receiving kindness. The hallmark of Thanksgiving is in how we respond to the love
of another.
A
friend of mine worked on a traveling team doing evangelization work in his
diocese. He and a handful of other seminarians traveled from parish to parish,
spending two weeks at each parish over the course of a summer. It didn't feel very
“homey”—a new bed in a new community in a new city and doing new things every
two weeks for 10 weeks straight.
At about
the middle of the summer they arrived at their third or fourth parish. They met
a family with a few young children. The family lived about 50 miles away and drives
to the parish for Mass every week. They also found out the family was running
low on money to buy gas. Apparently, they were rather poor.
The
seminarians were told they would be sleeping on the floor in a parish hall with
sleeping bags for the coming two weeks. Needless to say, even though these guys
have great hearts, they weren't enthusiastic about sleeping on the ground for
two weeks straight after weeks of traveling.
As
they were preparing to sleep, a truck pulled up. It was the same poor family. In
the truck bed, in pieces, was entire beds. The family insisted the seminarians would
have the beds, and they unloaded and set them up. While unloading, my friend
realized the family had brought their own
beds.
My
friend was speechless. How could he adequately thank them?
Only
by paying it forward.
Only
by actually changing our lives—by “glorifying God by our lives”—can we give
adequate Thanksgiving. My friend couldn’t pay them back in the same way they
had given to him. Likewise, we can’t pay God back for the gift of Life through
his Son.
But,
we can imitate the goodness we receive. And maybe that’s what that poor,
practicing Catholic family was practicing: Thanksgiving for God’s gifts to them
by their love of others.
Published in the South Gibson Star Times