Reflection
New Exodus and Human Tears
Exodus 3:1-12
We are aware of the Exodus experience of Israelite.
We come across that there are so many exodus experiences of people in their life.
Moses was sent to rescue the suffering and oppressed.
We, as Christians, are called to be prophets of modern suffering of Covid-19 and oppression by modern Pharaohs.
In this context, I would like to ignite in each one of us the fire of Jesus Christ, the Messiah of the poor, marginalised, suffering, and oppressed.
Yes, sisters and brothers,
I am not angry with myself...
I am not angry with anyone...
I am not angry with myself because I am not able to do anything.
I am not angry with myself when I read from the newspapers.
I am not angry with myself when I hear others speaking and discussing.
I am not angry with myself when I watch tv news.
I am not angry with myself when I listen to the digital journalism.
Why am I not angry with myself?
I am not angry with myself because I read, hear and watch the heart wrenching incidents of my suffering fellow brothers and sisters.
I am not angry with myself because people are walking barefooted.
I am not angry with myself because people are hungry.
I am not angry with myself because people have no jobs.
I am not angry with myself because people have no monthly salary.
I am not angry with myself because people have no money in their pockets.
I am not angry with myself because people carry their sick parents on beds.
I am not angry with myself because people walk beside their own little children with hopeless faces.
I am not angry with myself because people died in accidents on their way home.
I am not angry with myself because people go with tears on their cheeks towards their own home.
But...
I am angry with myself...
I am angry with myself when I am not able to do something for my brothers and sisters.
I am angry with myself when I see people sit with their food plate filled with variety of food in front of them and discuss the hunger of my brothers and sisters.
I am angry with myself when people waste their food in front of my eyes.
I am angry with myself when people talk about suffering of people sitting in their air conditioned room.
I am angry with myself when people sit in the holy places and pray without moving their finger to help our little brothers and sisters.
I am angry with myself when people play divisive politics on suffering of my innocent poor.
I am angry with myself when people discuss about economic slowdown when my brothers and sisters walk in the hot sun with their families without anything.
I am angry with myself when I see people who built up the infrastructures of my modern and digital world, do not have a place to stay where they built up.
I am angry with myself when people are adamant that they want to reach out to our persecuted neighbors while my fellow citizens are treated as criminals.
I am angry with myself...that I am not able to do anything.
I am sorry my brothers and sisters...
My tears may not solve your problem.
But...
I am called to a new mission...
Like the disciples, who experienced the Risen Christ.
May the Heart of Jesus live in the hearts of all. Amen...
