I am surrounded by abundance. I have financial and physical security. There is healthy fresh food to eat, clean water and rich wine to drink. I am surrounded by natural beauty and in loving relationship to family and friends.
So why is there still the nagging, gnawing question, “Is there something more I should be doing”? Have I turned away from Christ who lives in the disguise of the poor?
There is so much pain and suffering in this world that I am protected from. Should I feel guilty or grateful, or both?
I feel powerless to effect real change but that is no excuse for not engaging in the struggle and doing something, even just one little thing.
I choose security but my truer and deeper need is for purpose. And that only comes with some measure of risk, the risk of engaging with others, the risk of taking up new challenges. The risk of Love that steps into action and make sacrifices.