Sunday 15 December 2013

Mary, Our Loving Mother

I shall begin with a small story:
One day, a very wealthy man was walking on the road. Along the way, he saw a beggar on the sidewalk. The rich man looked kindly on the beggar and spoke with him. The beggar said, "You look like a rich man. Sir, if you'll give me a job, I'll stop begging." The rich man smiled and said, "I want to help you. But I won't give you a job.  I'll do something better. I want you to be my business partner. Let's start a business together.” The beggar blinked hard. He didn't understand what the older man was saying. "What do you mean, Sir?” “I own a rice plantation. You could sell my rice in the market. I'll provide you the sacks of rice. I'll pay the rent for the market stall. All you'll have to do is sell my rice. And at the end of the month, as Business Partners, we'll share in the profits. Tears of joy rolled down his cheeks. "Oh Sir," he said, "you're a gift from Heaven. You're the answer to my prayers. Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
He then paused and said, Sir, how will we divide the profits? Do I keep 10% and you get the 90%? Do I keep 5% and you get the 95%? I'll be happy with any arrangement. The rich man shook his head and chuckled. "No, I want you to give me the 10%. And you keep the 90%. For a moment, the beggar couldn't speak. He couldn't believe his ears. The rich man laughed loudly. He explained, I don't need the money, my friend. I'm already wealthy beyond what you can ever imagine. I want you to give me 10% of your profits so you grow in gratitude.” The beggar knelt down before his benefactor and said, “Yes Sir, I will do as you say. Even now, I'm so grateful for what you've done for me!”
He worked very hard. He woke up early in the morning and slept late at night. And sales were brisk, also because the rice was of good quality. And after 30 days, the profits were astounding. At the end of the month, as the ex-beggar was counting the money, and liking very much the feeling of money in his hands, an idea grew in his mind. He told himself, “Why should I give 10% to my Business Partner? I didn't see him the whole month! I was the one who was working day and night for this business. I did all this work!  I deserve the 100% profits! A few minutes later, the rich man was knocking on the door. The ex-beggar opened the door and said, "You don't deserve the 10%. I worked hard for this. I deserve all of it!" And he slammed the door on his face.
Let us replay the whole story keeping the Lord as the generous rich man and put ourselves in the place of the poor man. (Pause)
We have all gathered here during the Novena of the Immaculate Conception, ie our own Mother Mary. Many lofty titles that are attributed to our Lady crossed my mind. But there is one title, no! not a title, it is something that I have grown to believe, it is something close to my heart, it is THE TRUTH that Mary is my Mother, OUR MOTHER. Somehow I like to look at her as a human being, just like us. It is certain that she lived with the God-Man Jesus. And on occasions she perhaps said: “Hey Jesus! Eat your food on time; It’s raining outside, it’s better not to go outside now; Go wash yourself and come.” She carried Jesus in her arms, kissed his tears away, cleaned his wounds…all that a mother would do for her child.
            Although She was a human being, a woman; She was blest with grace, rather - filled with grace. When God came to ask for just 10%, she readily gave her 100% - placing her complete trust in His hands. In doing so, She becomes a model for us. All of us present here have said “Yes” to His plan for us, that’s the reason we are all here. We are all growing in this response in many ways. (And you know what!) Jesus on the Cross, asked His Mother to be our Mother. She in Her humility and in Her greatness fulfilled His wish. She is with us now, individually and personally, always by our side. She walks with us in this journey, in this pilgrimage, ever lending a guiding hand. It is up to us to take out our hands from our pockets and put them in her hand as a loving child would do.
            I feel very special when I think of Her presence with me. Jesus in the Parable of the Lost Coin, alludes to our place and relationship with God. Each one of us has made mistakes – some great, some small, some knowingly, some unknowingly. This parable touched me when I heard this interpretation. The lost coin was of very little value. Today it would be about 25 paise, what we call charanna. We are also like this, all of us charannas, but note the greatness of our God. He has given away His diamond – His Mother - for all of us charannas. Moreover He rejoices when we return to Him, He wants us to come back to Him, and that is the reason He has sent us help, in the form of our Loving Mother. Such is the merciful and tender heart of God, readily made visible in the gift of His mother.
Yes Our Lady, Mary (whatever title you want to give Her) She is our Mother!!! Don Bosco said, “Every boy who comes to a Salesian House is brought by Our Lady.” He, himself asked Our Lady to be his Mother, to be the Mother of all those in the Oratory. He assures us of Her presence in our life.
As we journey to be signs and bearers of God’s love to the young, let us make the most of our time in formation. It is a time of gestation to nurture Christ and give birth to Him in all our actions, words and most of all in the life which we live. To whom shall we ask for guidance than our loving Mother who Herself bore the Son of God?
Let us spend a moment in silence - praying to God, our Father, thanking Him for the gift of Our Mother and also asking for the grace to realize Her loving presence in our lives.


-Nelson Mudaliar

Thursday 12 December 2013

WAVING HANDS…..WITH HEARTS TO LOVE


Sitting on the terrace of a tall structure
I see plants, trees, birds, nests, buildings, towers, men and women.
A graceful wind blows
Leaves dance, they shimmer
Why? Even the paper on which I write flutters.
The breeze has a cooling effect on me,
Ruffling my hair as it brushes past.
Some leaves fall from their trees,
Birds fly to their nests.
I see humankind, men and women scurrying away in their motors.
BUSY? With what I intend to ask…
No time to enjoy the beauty that’s around
No time to feel the Love that’s always there.
O God what a mess we have here……I complain


But on a second thought, I say
It’s not their fault that this is the situation
And I thank God for bringing me here,
Giving me the opportunity to enjoy and just ‘BE.’

Lost in the enjoyment, with a calming smile on my face
I look, see and feel the caring hands of a Superior Being.
A beautiful little girl maybe of 10 or 11
Spots me high atop the building
With her sweet face, I could make out
That she too wanted to be here
And enjoy this experience.
She waves to me, I reciprocate
and in her innocence
Tugs at her dad’s sleeves and points at me.
Just a second of a glance gifted to me,
He bends down
And with a gentle smile, together with the child
Waves back to me
I thank God for making us
With hearts to love.
They search for me once again
When they are at the turn of the road

And then, are lost into the maze of life.