Extending a Hand

extending a hand

Being a radiation therapist for over 20 years, I have come to a simple understanding of non-judgment towards all people. Contrary to what we have been taught to believe, we are not to turn people away for their varying beliefs.

If an Atheist, Muslim, Christian or Jew enters the Center for healing, it is not my place to turn them away and I am expected to treat them. We all have varying beliefs but with hopes of understanding unconditional love. Those who find it…live happily ever after, those who don’t… Attack those who have.

If Christ were here today, would he place his hands on those who were not labeled of his own? But what are his own? As humans we have labeled Christianity, Buddhist, Muslim, whatever the label maybe, only to forget what matters most…Love thy neighbor as thyself.

Regardless of belief, we can interact with those who do not share the same belief. Interacting does not mean follow. Instead you know what you know, and that is all you need to know. The path we take, or walk, is our own. We are here for such a short time and we are meant to enjoy this canvas of life.

The canvas of life has been painted for us to enjoy each and every day, why would we do anything other than that? Why do friendships end due to varying beliefs? All of this is a mystery, as we continue to fight amongst ourselves. We fight amongst various religious beliefs, political views and which sports teams we follow, but more absurdly we fight amongst our own groups.  

Instead of cutting off ones hand for the differences, receive it and learn to enjoy the differences of our cultures. Not all people are bad people…why not learn to trust one another, live by faith versus by flesh. Living by faith, we extend a hand to help another; living by flesh we cut the hand of in need. Contrary to all beliefs, we continue to fight amongst ourselves.

When we come to a place of happiness, others will undoubtedly approach you asking, “How did you become so happy?” Without stuttering a word…”I simply chose to be.”

Stepping into the Canvas extending a hand, extending it to our Muslim brothers and sisters, Christian brothers and sisters, Atheists, Buddhists, Sikh, Baja…whatever the following, we extend a hand to those in need. Give and we shall receive. Worry not about the terror within the world, but worry about restoring peace. Whatever our background, we are all a part of the same tree of life, we should be so foolish to fight amongst ourselves.

heart in hand

Lending A Hand To Those In Need

As the cycles of man continue, we continue to make similar mistakes as our fathers before. While some learn, others do not…continuing the cycles of greed. In the days of old, Jesus spoke of helping others and often told a story of a Good Samaritan. Whether in past times or present day, the story is the same…

The Good Samaritan was indeed a Samaritan, one hated by Jews of their time. In present day it would parallel to having an Atheist present…one who believes in very little, believing not in God or a Creator…similarly hated by most.

The Parable of the Good Samaritan: In the street lay a person who was beaten and left for dead, but nobody came to the aid of this man. A priest walked by and a Levite. It was the Samaritan, one most hated, who stopped to his aid. We see this in modern-day…

A street person was assaulted by a few ‘Christian’ boys, taking his last possessions and left for dead. It was below freezing, but yet they took a warm jacket off this man.The street person had just received this jacket earlier at a mission, ensuring his warmth through the cold nights when he was not able to camp at this mission.

The street person had just received a warm ‘triple down’ jacket from a local mission. Not realizing the label on the jacket made him a threat to theft, as the jacket was a well-known brand and many thefts were over these named jackets. Sadly, it is the street person who becomes the next victim of crime. With nothing to his name but a free jacket…it is stripped from him by some young boys just coming from church.

Left in the cold, with no protection…he is now close to hypothermia.

Begging for money, so that he can get something to eat…in a warm facility…he grows weaker.

First a Rabbi passes by, turning away from the street person…with thoughts of “get a job.” The homeless person extends his hand to the Rabbi, but the Rabbi passes by.

Second, a Muslim passes by in disgust by the vile filth of this man asking for money. Again the homeless man reaches for a hand, but similar results…too weak, his hand collapses at his side as passer-by continues on.

Thirdly, an Atheist passes by and immediately engages with the homeless man. Extending his hand, the homeless man is met by the Atheist. The Atheist welcomes him and invites him to join him for lunch.

During lunch, the Atheist and homeless man engaged in warm conversation and discussed the circumstances of the homeless man.

The homeless man was once a rich executive, who had it all: money, power, large house, multiple cars, beautiful family of four. One day he chose to follow thoughts of greed: mistress, tax evasion and drunkenness. His life collapsed: his wife left him, taking both kids; lost his job, spent three months in federal prison and nobody willing to help him get back on his feet.

Losing everything, this once executive, he lost all hope of returning to a ‘normal’ life. Giving up, he went to the streets to live in self-misery.

Hearing this story, the Atheist, reaches across the table and takes his hand. Brother, that was the past and today is a new day. I will help you, if you’d like, get back on your feet. Together we will find hope in this horrible story.

The homeless man agrees and goes to live with the Atheist, finding strength to once again find work and live as normal as could be. He repays the Atheist person, who he now calls friend, with a years full of salary. He then vows to give his life to God, assisting in teaching youth to be good stewards of life, loving people as they would like to be treated.

Reflecting on the horrible day of being stripped of his last possession and left to die in the cold, the Homeless man arises to its valuable lesson. Thanks to an Atheist, he was given hope and found God once again.

This story is not meant to point fingers at any person or group, but is meant to point out that there are imperfections in all sectors of religion…the active ingredient in all sectors is Love. We can fall victim to darkened ways, no matter what group we follow, or we can follow The Way…no matter the group we follow.

Be wary of those who claim they are the way…for they are not the way. Those who follow The Way do not speak of The Way…they just are. Those pointing fingers at another, accusing them of falsehoods…are merely spreading more falsehoods. Accusing another of not knowing the way, we are in essence squelching the Spirit within the person. We are not to squelch any spirit, but embrace it.

Nature is God’s Canvas. His children are the trees and rolling hills, meeting each other in divine perfection. ~Ani Po

We cannot judge people or another organization without first getting to know them. In the above story, it was the Atheist who took the time to get to know the homeless man. Upon discovering this man lost all hope in living and turn to the streets. Once given an opportunity of hope, the man began to thrive once again, but with a twist for the better. Instead of false self-gratification, he found true self-gratification through giving his riches to others.

Whether barren desert or thriving forest, both are met on the horizon. No judgment, just acceptance.~Ani Po

We can choose to paint a picture of judgment and hate or choose to paint in Love and acceptance.~Joseph

As for me…I will continue my path in Love, stepping into the Canvas…painting as I see fit…

 

 

All Inclusive

Black, White

Male, female

Gay, Straight

Employed, Unemployed

Rich, Poor

Democrat, Republican

Capitalist, Communist

Christian, Muslim

Catholic, Lutheran

Union, Non-Union

Happy, Sad

Friend, Foe

Relative, non-relative

Skinny, Fat

Educated, non-educated

Does any of this really matter?

 

Not seeing differences in any of these;

Only the delusional thought of being different.

We are all the same;

believing we are different when we are not.

Whether we have met before or never before,

Friend or family,

We are all the same.

 

If we meet out there in the trenches of the battle field,

Or break bread together.

If we go our separate ways,

Or come together.

From stranger to Friend,

Friend to Family.

 

While seen as strangers,

Actually friend…

Prefer Brother or Sister.

Does any of this really matter?

Where is the focus of things?

On fission of the people

Or fusion of the same?

Whatever we fill our hands with,

We shall be unable to carry anything else.

Whatever we fill our hearts with,

There is room for nothing else.

What will you hold dear to you?

Love all-exclusive?

Or Love All-Inclusive?