Mk 7:24-30 Scraps As Daily Bread
Be bread to my mind - that my every thought might be worthy of you; Be Bread to my will - that my every action , might be in harmony with You; Be bread to my heart - that I might never withhold my love from anyone. (-Martha Lamberti)
Yesterday I read how a mom left her new born baby in a toilet. Today, I read about how a pagan woman was willing to eat scarps, like a dog, to save her baby.
Are we more enlightened today than we were two thousand years ago? The rationalists, who are everything but rational, would love for us to believe so. But reality hits us squarely in the eye and the only thing that comes close to the modus vivendi of pagans, barbarians and aliens are the lost souls and creatures from Planned Parenthood and academia.
What faith this woman exhibited! What torture she must have went through! For the first time ever we are moved, not so much by Christ’s actions, but by the actions of a pagan woman. What is happening? The world is turning upside down or better, right-side up! The world is a much smaller place than we first thought. Pain afflicts all. Suffering affects us all. Tragedy hits home and strikes hard and is blind to race, nationality, even religion. We all need a Savior, even my next door neighbor who seems to have it all. All of us are deeply wounded, bruised beyond healing. All of us are dogs under the weight of original sin and the presence of the evil one. This woman was willing to bear all things, endure all things, believe all things, and hope in all things out of love for her daughter.
Unselfish love never fails. Love is the Commandment of God.
God’s attention is captured with the cries of love. He listens to love, bends to love, bends over backwards out of love and smiles at love. Love is His essence. He recognized this woman because of the way she loved her child. Willing to take ridicule, scorn, abuse and shame, this woman is in many ways a close relation to Christ – who was abused, scorned, mocked and shamed because of love! “Whoever wishes to follow me, pick up your cross and follow me in all things!”
Before the Syrophoenician woman can have the resurrection, she must undergo a grueling crucifixion. Before she can smile, she must shed many tears of pain and loss. Once you are at the bottom of the pit, it can only get better; and it does.
Purification leads to conversion, which leads to Imitation. Love costs dearly due to the fact that it is everlasting. Christ is willing to endure all things out of love. His love never fails. Mine does. I am who I am only because of His love for me, period.
The Syrophoenician woman was willing to endure all things. Christ endured all things for his Father, and for his pride filled brothers and sisters. This is what true love consists of – a love that endures all things while feasting on the scraps of insult, injury and humiliation; the stuff of true champions, and the stuff that falls to the ground.
Make bread of me, my God. Bless me - that I might love You for those who don't; Break me - that I might repent for those who won't; Give me Your people, Lord - that for Your sake I might be utterly emptied, ready to be filled by You again. (- Martha Lamberti)
May I never choke from the scarps that come from the Lord. May I never consider myself to "high above" the scraps that come from above. This woman had great faith and faith is tested against the standard of Christ. Her passion, her suffering and her "death" led to the salvation of her daughter; just like the Lord's suffering, passion and death led to the salvation of all mankind. This is what Jesus did for us. This is what we can do for others.