Writing in his Testament, a summary of his life and mission, St. Francis of Assisi uses this intriguing phrase: “When the Lord gave me brothers…” The saint was referring to the men who had joined and followed him, the men that we today call, Franciscans. Francis was giving thanks for these men, but not because the men were continually sources of comfort and consolation, but profoundly, because they were not always sources of comfort and consolation.
Often, maybe very often, the men who Francis lived, travelled and prayed with were also the men who irritated him, frustrated him, and tempted him to anger. Did he love them? Absolutely and without doubt. Did they at times sorely try his patience? Absolutely and without doubt. And yet, in his Testament, he offers thanks to God for these men. What an important lesson for you and me!
We too can ponder that phrase: “When the Lord gave me brothers…” Maybe, through the generosity of Almighty God, we have been given actual blood brothers. Or maybe our blood brothers are blood sisters. Chances are, we’ve been gifted with classmates, teammates and workmates. Those of us in ministry have been given students, youth group members or parishioners.
You teenagers have been given teachers, coaches, mentors, pastors – and yes – parents. The Lord has indeed given us brothers and sisters. Are they a continual source of comfort and consolation? Possibly… sometimes… on occasion. Are they more often a source of frustration, irritation, consternation and even humiliation? Yes, probably so. But, like with Francis in his Testament, those people are the very ones we are asked to give thanks for. Are we able to do so?
I have experienced as a teacher and as a mentor this truth: the kids who have come to mean the most to me are also the kids who can potentially cause me the greatest levels of disappointment and disillusionment. I’ll bet that your experience, whether you are an adult or a kid, is the same. This is especially true in family life. It’s mom or dad or son or daughter – those whom we love deeply and completely – who also cause us the most heartache and the most irritation.
Is the reverse also true? Yes, the successes and achievements of those we love – particularly their “God achievements” – cause great joy and celebration. Such is the complexity and the joy and the sorrow and the “pull my hair out” (actually, I really don’t have sufficient hair to pull on or out, but you get the point) reality of living with brothers and sisters.
What can we conclude from all of this? Consider two points. First, whoever God has brought into our lives, we are called to be thankful. Their presence is not unassociated with God’s providence. Whether they challenge or console us, God is in the midst of that relationship, and he is using the other to draw us deeper into holiness.
The second point is this: let’s not pretend that we are never the “thorn in the flesh” of another. With our own, unique set of idiosyncrasies, eccentricities and irritating habits, we may be that brother or sister who has been given to another as a challenge and trial. Kind of sobering, isn’t it? Maybe someone is saying about us right now, “Okay, Lord, I love him/her, but they are a real pain in my butt!” “When the Lord gave me brothers…” Thank you, St. Francis, for reminding us of our realities.
Be assured of my prayers,
Fr. Steve
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