Luke 16
September 26, 2010
Once upon a time, there was a rich man who dressed in very expensive clothes and lived a life of great luxury. He was not mean or nasty, but he was rich and his riches bought him anything he wanted, including “leave-me-alone” peace!
Once upon the same time, there was a poor man named Lazarus who was content to have leftovers from the rich man’s table. The rich man did not seem to mind the presence of the poor man, Lazarus, but he clearly did not want to be bothered. While the rich man ate alone, the poor man let the neighborhood dogs come and eat with him and lick his wounds. The rich man liked and could pay for his privacy, while Lazarus could not afford privacy and interacted with the dogs.
The poor man died and the rich man died. The poor man went to heaven where he was happy and not poor anymore. The rich man went to “Hades” where he was in great pain. The chasm between the rich man and the poor man remained between them after death. The rich man finally got what he had always wanted “to be left alone!”
I am reminded of a book written by a Dutch priest, Fr. Henri Nouwen. The title of the book is “Gracias!” or “Thanks!” Spending a year in South America, Fr. Nouwen stayed mostly with the poorest of the poor. They were poor yet they were the happiest people he had ever met. They gladly shared their meager belongings and it was clear to Fr. Henri that they had nothing but themselves and they clearly did not want to be “left alone.” They were each others’ strength and companions in their journey through life. They were so grateful for the little they had and could share — hence the title of his book, “Gracias,” “Thanks.” They changed Fr. Henri for good.
In today’s story of the rich man/poor man, the issue is not rich versus poor. The issue is more about what you do with what you have. The rich man could have bought and shared anything he wanted, but he preferred to invest in “leave-me-alone” peace. The poor man had leftovers and crumbs, but he shared them with his friends, the dogs. (I can under-stand the poor man…there are days that I prefer dogs to people too!)
We work in a healthcare facility, not because we want to be left alone, but because we wish to be of help to people who are sick and vulnerable. We don’t share our riches. We share ourselves, which is more valuable than bank accounts. We might be poor financially, but we are rich in our persons and are caring in our services to others.
So the moral of this gospel is two-fold.
1. Be careful what you wish for, you might get it!
2. Be patient and hang in there…our good works towards others are seeds of a rich harvest which we will reap!
Kenn Rancourt
Pastoral Care


