The power of Christ.
Yesterday’s Gospel, the parable of Lazarus and the rich man:
I often wondered why the detail is included that the dogs used to lick the wounds of Lazarus. What is the meaning of this? And yet, I remember as a child, our family dog would lick a scratch or a open sore for hours, as if trying to take it away. It is his ministry. The significance in the Gospel, to me, is that even though this poor man sits outside of the rich man’s door, the dogs were the ones who ministered to the man, not the one with plenty. I got inspired. I walk past a couple homeless people every day. I sometimes give them leftovers, if I have lunch with co-workers. I’ll eat my fill, and take the rest to these folks. But I don’t eat lunch, even once a week. I usually eat at my desk…
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