Year A / Ordinary Time / Week 19 –
Sunday (Singapore’s National Day)
Readings: 1 Kings 19.9a, 11-13. /
Psalm 85 (R/v 8) / Romans 9.1-5 / Matthew 14.22-33
“Emily: ‘There is no one I’d rather
sit beside. Will you marry me?’ Tom.”
“Celebrating Phoebe’s Favorite
Playground. Love Mom, Dad and Carter.”
“…and baby makes three. Katherine
Anne, born 2 August 2013.”
“For Greg Myers on his retirement. With
gratitude from Greenbridge Partners.”
These lines—and many others like
these—are engraved onto countless brass plates on numerous benches throughout
Central Park in New York City. Over several visits to Central Park, I’ve learnt
to pay attention to these inscriptions. They give me a glimpse into the lives
and stories of countless New Yorkers.
Reading about Central Park in a National
Geographic spread as a teenager and watching movies that featured it as a
backdrop gave me an idealized picture of this space. But these inscriptions have
taught me that the real story of Central Park lies in the details these
engravings carry. They speak of how New Yorkers relate to this space and, more
significantly, to one another. And, I’ve also learnt that I don’t really know
a space or a person until I look out for the small details that make up this place or are part of another's life. And paying
attention is the way to do this.
This lesson of paying attention to small details is what our
first reading teaches us. God instructs Elijah to listen for God’s word. Like
many of us, Elijah is expecting to hear God in a way that loudly and clearly
proclaims, “I am here.” But Elijah doesn’t find God in the wind, earthquake, and fire. Instead, God
comes to him in “a tiny whispering sound,” in this smallest of details.
Elijah’s experience should
challenge you and me to pay more attention to finding God in the small details
of our everyday life that we deem ordinary and we often overlook. Like finding
ourselves alive each morning. Like having health to go about our daily chores
at home, at school and at work. Like coming home safe at day’s end to family and
friends.
A couple of years ago,
I accompanied an elderly widower regularly in spiritual direction. He was grieving
his wife who had just died. And he was struggling to find God who seemed absent
in his loss.
One Saturday
afternoon, he was preparing a fruit salad to bring to his neighborhood
luncheon. He cut up watermelon and rockmelon. He threw them into his wife’s favourite
blue glass bowl. He added strawberries and blueberries, pineapple and oranges.
He sprinkled some sugar and nutmeg, and added a dash of Kahlua. Then, as he tossed
the fruit, he sensed God standing next to him. Very present; every real.
He was surprised yet
assured. He looked up; the kitchen seemed brighter. Life suddenly felt better.
He took a deep breath. Then, he carried on, tossing the fruit, God’s earthly
food for daily sustenance, for daily joy. And he smiled.
God met this gentle widower in the small detail of preparing a fruit salad, in the very ordinary details of his kitchen and in the everyday detail of going about his life.
God met this gentle widower in the small detail of preparing a fruit salad, in the very ordinary details of his kitchen and in the everyday detail of going about his life.
Can you recall an incident
when God met you amidst the details of your life, no matter how messy they were, and
labored for your wellbeing? Perhaps, it was your spouse’s forgiveness for a
disappointment made. Or, your doctor’s assurance that the medical checkup went
well. Or, as one of our SJI students experienced after completing the cross-country
run yesterday morning, yes, life does indeed get better, as his teacher promised
him, after he and his team lost at a competition on Thursday night.
Indeed, paying
attention to God’s goodness in the small details of our lives can help us to know
the depth of God’s fidelity in the larger details of our lives. Like discerning
a significant life decision such as marriage or migrating elsewhere. Like making
a moral decision when someone we love nears death. Like reconciling your
conscience with the judgment others have made that you are bad for disagreeing with the
Church. In such moments, God who is faithful to us in small things
will always be ever more faithful to us in the bigger details of life, I
believe.
Our gospel reading offers
us this assuring hope too. The disciples on the boat, battered by the wind and
tossed about by the storm, learn that Jesus does come to rescue them into God’s
safe embrace. And he comes to them on the same stormy waters that are besieging
them. Such is Jesus who promises to be with us to the end of time; he will come
to us in the very struggles we have. He will save us as he saved Peter: by
lifting us up because he does not just see fear and doubt in us; he sees more.
He sees our earnest desire, like Peter, to want to be with him so that we can
follow him to know God and to be with God eternally.
Christian faith is to help us live
this life well. The proper form it must have is the hope-filled discipleship we
ought to have with Jesus. It is indeed hope-filled because we learn from Jesus how to
find God in the details of our life, like he taught his disciples through his
preaching and he showed them through his miracles.
Paying attention to
the small details in our everyday life. Finding God’s goodness in these small,
even ordinary, details. Knowing that God is faithful both in the small and big
details of our lives through Jesus, with Jesus and in Jesus.
These are three
lessons our readings providentially offer us on National Day. I would like to suggest that they can empower
us to better live the Christian faith as nationals and guests in Singapore in the
following ways.
First, by remembering
how God is always present in our midst. Whether we call Singapore ‘nation’ as
citizens or ‘work space’ as friends working here, Singapore is home. And it is
home not only because we share it with family and friends but because God
resides here with you and me. This land is God’s space; and God has graced it
with God’s goodness. We need to ask ourselves now and again, “Do I believe that
God is equally present in secular Singapore society, as I am told God is in the Christian
spaces we call church, mission schools, families?”
Second, by celebrating
God’s goodness in the many details of Singaporean life. Today, we can give
thanks for communal happiness and peace, economic prosperity, and progress in
so many areas. But our celebrations will be more delightful if we can acknowledge gratefully God’s goodness in the Singaporean way we live. Like being friends
with people from other races and religion. Like having ample, cheap hawker food
to eat. Like not worrying about portable water, internet connection, electricity.
It is good then for us to ask ourselves everyday, “How am I responding to God’s goodness that I encounter daily as I live the Singapore way?”
Third, by believing in
God’s faithfulness as we continue to evolve as a Singaporean society. In recent
years, we have been asking ourselves important questions about government and the opposition, about inclusivity and xenophobia, about fairness and
non-discrimination, about family values and individual rights. We participate
in this dialogue not only as citizens but also and always as Christians. For us, God and God’s way of loving as Jesus
did, especially to the poor and the enemy, must be for reconciliation and
fellowship among each and every Singaporean, and not for division that some of us who advocate religious self-righteousness can cause. We must
always and honesty ask ourselves, “Can I let God lead and show us how Singapore is
to evolve as God wishes in ways that are democratic, just and egalitarian?”
Perhaps, when we can answer these
questions—honestly and gratefully—for ourselves and for each other, we will begin to inscribe into our hearts—not onto brass plates on park benches—the loving
details of God who is always present in the small details of our everyday lives.
Then, we can share generously with one another, whether citizen or guest, the good
news that God is indeed with us and loving us into fullness of life on this
little red dot we call Singapore.
Preached at St Ignatius Church, Singapore
Photo: Internet
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