There is a story of a Native American woman who visited New York City to give a presentation at the UN. She had a host, Liz, who wanted to share with her some New York City landmarks, so Liz took her to Times square to experience the energy, thousands of people, the lights from the billboards and sparkle of the diamond dust in the sidewalk. And as they walked around Time Square, Alina was impressed by all the hustle and bustle of the city. As she sat there soaking in the experience she turned to Liz and said “I hear a cricket.” Liz was a little confused and looked upward at the billboards for an advertisement that might contain the sound of the cricket.
And by the time she brought her eyes back to the ground she saw Alina crouched over behind the coffee cart waving Liz to come over. So, Liz went over and all of a sudden she could hear the chirp of the cricket. And the two of them sat in awe of the cricket that chirped on the corner of 44th and Broadway.
Liz turned to and asked Alina, “How did you hear that? In the middle of the noise from the traffic, people talking, walking and their cell phones, how did you hear the cricket?"
She responded saying, "My ears are attuned to nature and that’s what hear. There may be noises and other distractions in our world but our ears listen for the things that we care about."
Our ears listen for the things we care about.
Do you know what cries of the poor sound like?
Not from a distance where we can read about it on our phone and then flip it over and forget.
Can you identify the cries of the poor in real life, in your hometown, your workplace, your environment?
The poor, the marginalized, the excluded, and the suffering are crying, and God is calling us to action, to be God’s Tzedeka and Chessed, steadfast love and justice.
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--Verónica Rayas
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