The experience to which I referred was of a cadre of girls and their ringleader whose main purpose for existence seemed to be to make my life miserable. I had been transferred from one school to another because the authorities re-structured the district. There were only a few of us who were affected so I was the new kid in the class. Therefore, the girls were in full swing before too long and it was one misery after the other for a while. Then I remembered a lesson my grandmother had taught me. She said that if I was really kind and friendly every time they tried to make me miserable, "it would be like heaping burning coals upon their heads." I had no idea this came from the Scriptures at the time, but one day I tried it.
I was in a family restaurant with my parents and the girls were at a table nearby. Stealing glances in my direction, they were whispering and giggling. When it was time to leave, I walked over to their table, said hello very sweetly, and told them how good it was to see them. I smiled the entire time. I remember the look on their faces when I said something like, "Have a great weekend. I’ll see you back in school on Monday." I tried to appear as sincere as I could, and not sarcastic or phony, which is what my grandmother had taught me to do. They were astonished, a couple of mouths dropped. How could I be so kind when they had been so mean to me? I continued being nice to them at school and I rarely ever had another problem with any of them.
My grandmother, a true disciple of Jesus, was right: if you are kind to your enemies, they find it more difficult to be unkind back. It disarms them. After all, how can you be mean to someone who is nice? Admittedly sometimes it takes more than what I just described, but the fact remains, returning goodness for evil does work. Jesus' entire gospel message revolves around this one key point: love your enemies.
Love does not necessarily mean “like.” I did not have to like those girls in order to be kind to them. But I did have to be loving. And in doing so, it totally disarmed them. They realized they were powerless to hurt me at that point because I chose to be kind, in the face of the suffering they had previously caused me. When I fought back in times before this incident, it only fueled their fire because they realized that they knew exactly how to push my buttons and get the desired effect. But when I chose to be kind instead, initiating the encounter, love disarmed them and they were left unable to anger me any longer.
Jesus taught us to turn the other cheek. That does not in any way mean that Christians are supposed to be the doormats for everyone else. Jesus was teaching us to stand up for justice by doing it with love and a measure of ingenuity. To understand what He meant by turning the other cheek we have to look to the era in which He lived. In those days, a Roman soldier could strike a Jew on the cheek with the flat of his hand, but by law could not backhand him. That was because Romans wore large signet rings and would break the jaw of the victim if he hit with the back of his hand. The law protected the Jews only a little, but it did offer some boundaries. If the Jew turned the other cheek, he was tacitly challenging the Roman to break the law. The point was to turn the cheek not with impunity, but with gentleness. The Jew always won that battle, because the Roman would not want to incur the wrath of his own justice system.
Therefore, Jesus was not teaching His followers to take whatever was dished out. He was teaching them a more appropriate response in which they never lost control. Even in dying on a cross, which outwardly looked like total failure, Jesus modeled what He taught. He was in control throughout the entire ordeal, which only confounded His enemies the more. He let them capture Him in the Garden, (Matt. 26:52-54), He allowed them to say themselves even if in mockery that He was the Son of the Most High God, (Matt. 26: 62-64), and He let them nail Him to the Cross. (John 19:10-11). But the story does not end there. His act of dying, which was the ultimate act of forgiveness and love, brought about the Resurrection. He turned the other cheek by not calling down legions of angels in an "I'll show them!" attitude and instead he offered salvation... to us all.... we are all sinners.
Suffering is a fact of life. Our world is no more just and has no less suffering than at any other time in human history. But the good news is that we have a just Savior who offers us the final victory. Meanwhile we need to ask Him to help us to persevere through the trials of this life. Not only that, but He will help us stand up for justice, which is something we are all called to do. True discipleship has a cost: we have the obligation to stand up for truth and justice in whatever way we are called to do it, in whatever situation we are in. We need to stand against the injustice of gossip, lying, deceit, envy, out-of-control ambition, grudges, rage, bullying, all those “isms”, (such as racism) and even the neglect of "turning a blind eye." We all need to be attentive to how we vote in order to stand up for Gospel values. We need to be attentive to how we consume; perhaps we are wasteful or materialistic, or perhaps we ignore or neglect the poor in our midst. Whatever it is, all of us can be more mindful of how to alleviate the suffering of those around us by sharing love in whatever way we can. The Gospel calls us to nothing less.
And in our own personal suffering, we can turn to the Lord for help. The response may come in the form of someone reaching out to us, through a grace, or simply to know that we are not alone in our suffering. He, too, has suffered and therefore He does not stand outside our suffering and watch while offering platitudes that land limply by our sides. He is in the middle of the raging fire of our pain with us. After all, He is not called Emmanuel, God with us, for no reason. He is compassion and mercy. He suffers with us and He offers us comfort. Let us be grateful for His undying love for us which is so great that He offered His own life so we could get the justice for which we long.
The photos are mine. The first one is on Mt. Etna. It seems that visitors make these piles of rocks using larger chunks of the volcanic lava that are scattered around.
The bottom photo is a sunset which occurred while we were at a farmhouse in Testa dell'Acqua, Sicily.
The two icons are by Rev. William Hart McNichols. The first is Holy Protomartyr Deacon St Stephen and the second is St. Paul the Apostle. You can get a copy of any of his icons and images at http://www.fatherbill.org/
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© Michele L. Catanese