1 Sm 16:1b, 6-7, 10-13a
I recently found out some information about various wages being offered to my colleagues at work. The information surprised me. I have found myself the last days trying to make sense out of the differences. I dropped to a level of blindness, where I went so far as to discount all the blessings I’ve received in my daily work. As I heard the readings for Sunday the 18th, I worked really hard inside to not only hold my blindness without judgment, but I also pleaded for a healing.
In my head I could hear all the right words to frame my feelings and the situation. I let myself think about a healthy response and then I heard the more important message. DO NOT BE BLINDED BY QUANTIFYING ONE’S WORTH WITH MONETARY PAYMENT!!! Then I thought about all the remarkable people I know and love whose salary doesn’t touch their worth and the light that they bring.
Yet, I have to admit that I needed the grace of the clay which Jesus put on the eyes of the man born blind, to get from intellectual words to a heart’s Amen. The healing of the man born blind lifted up the One who continues to bring sight to our eyes, transformation to our hearts, and hope to us who pray waiting for grace to move from knowing the right words to living them.
The gospel stories sound so easy in hindsight; however the journey is about living the hindsight into daylight.