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After probation in March 1978 in the Philippines, I joined four of our religious in a coal mining area in the Korean mountains. We went with a view of sharing the life of the poor, of being good neighbors, of finding what needs existed. But I felt the need of being involved in a definite work. Wanting to know I am doing something to change people's lives caused tension in my life. "Take up your cross and follow Me" meant doing great things, yet one day I looked at the crucifix and was struck by the wastefulness of the whole thing. Jesus was a young man just beginning a great work. Yet it was this sacrifice - so wasteful - that was the manifestation of God's glory. I still feet this tension of wanting to see results and probably will be free of it only at death.
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