Saturday, August 29, 2026

But You Didn’t Ask

 Sounds familiar? It could be a plot of land that you wanted to sell. Then, you meet someone you know well. In passing, you mention it. And you hear back that a relative was looking for just such a piece of land and just committed to another seller.

It is quaint; the timing of it.  If only you had met your friend a week earlier, you would be sitting pretty with a handsome bank balance to commit to a trip abroad, pay off a debt, or invest in an instrument guaranteed to yield a huge return.  

And this repeats itself quite often at critical junctures of our life. It could be a medical emergency. We reach out to our closest friend or a relative, but that one person who could really help completely slips our mind. That lapse sets off a chain of events with no end in sight.

Sometimes the parameters we choose to make a decision seem logical and right; it turns out horribly wrong with a litany of woes that follow, leaving us completely distraught and on slippery ground, leading to more such errors of judgement. 

Why does this happen?

We are full of ourselves. There is not a sliver of a chance that we give ourselves to entertain another point of view. Especially those closest to us – of whom we think the least. Over time, we develop an attitude that pigeonholes certain people as not worth listening to. They don’t rise to our intellectual standards. All wisdom is enshrined in us.

What is lacking in us? Humility and openness to hear each one out. Give due respect to even those with whom we are generally in disagreement. This one time, they may be the shell carrying the kernel of truth.

You would have been exposed to such a situation too. That advice, direction, and caution could have saved you a lot of grief. On the other hand, poor you, you did not take the suggestion and plodded on, only to discover how right the person was. But your pride did not allow you to admit it. The person watched and pitied you. Your unrelenting nature would not admit you could be wrong. A missed opportunity to repair a relationship that has been on the rocks because of your crustiness. Possibly forever losing the loved one because of your unwillingness to change. I have been there, and I know how difficult it is to change our fossilised behaviour toward those we hold in low esteem. That in itself is an error. We have no such right to cast someone in a diminished light. But we do it. Our prejudices, biases, and bigotry make us do exactly that.

Is there a way out of all this?

Yes. Prayer. Only prayer. No physical callisthenics or intellectual achievements can make us become a better version of ourselves. It is possible only through prayer and daily reflection. How have we conducted ourselves with our loved ones, an acquaintance, and with a stranger? Did we leave them feeling better or worse for the interaction and encounter? Did we feel remorse, or did we gloat that we let them have it good and proper? Did we even think it matters how we conduct ourselves, or have we become so dyed in the wool that nothing can change us?

This is a bondage that needs deliverance. To be saved from a train wreck of our life. Finding ourselves deathly alone. Everyone we know has fled from our presence. That should be a relief for someone who does not take advice well. Really?  

We will not know, for no one is in touch with such a person.

Is all lost? No. There will always be someone – perhaps the one most hurt by this person. Because of who dwells in that person – will still reach out unafraid of the rebuke that may come their way – in hope, faith, and love – just so that the person is not lost to perdition because no one cared. Our incentive, if that is at all needed, is our salvation.

Why us? Because we are not that person. We do not want to be that person. But tragically we have also become that person. We too do not care, as that person never did, about our counsel and advice.

Who is the person who dwells in us? It is Christ. He has shown us it is doable. He did it. Christ suffered humiliation. He was taken to the brink to be thrown off the cliff because the synagogue officials did not like what he said or what he claimed to be. They would not listen.

What did Christ do? He willingly went to the Cross. He did what they wanted. He not only gave but also forgave. Christ is the treasure for which we should be willing to sell everything we have – just to have Christ – Mt 13:44-45.

It is like the story of the king who announced to his people that they could come to the palace and take away anything that they were the first to touch. Pandemonium prevailed. The king sat on his throne and watched. He spied a little girl coming toward him. She touched him. She said, “If I have you, I have everything”.

If we have Christ, we have everything. The decisions we make will be the right ones. We may suffer, but his “strength will be with us in our weakness” (2 Cor 12:9). We will reach out, and we will not discriminate. We will be able to distinguish between good and bad advice. We will know who to ask to set us on the right path.

We will not fall for the tricks of the evil spirit like Eve did. Nor will we hide from our nakedness as Adam and Eve did, not taking responsibility for what they did but pinning it on someone else. The moment they gave in to temptation, they had fallen. But there is time between being tempted and falling into temptation - (Gen 3:4-11)

That is the moment we must seek, and we do so in the Our Lord’s Prayer, “Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from all evil”.

Amen.

P.S I am reminded of a poem by Rudyard Kipling: If— The first two stanzas read:

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you; But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting; Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating; And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master; If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster; And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken; Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken; And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

-        Mathew Anthony

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