On New Years Eve in response to an invitation to a New Years Day potluck, an advocate for the homeless replied, "Unfortunately I cannot attend. A woman was just released to the streets from Cape Cod Hospital after being in a coma for 3 weeks from a domestic beating. I will be too involved tomorrow helping her and also another homeless woman who has MS who is losing her health, lost her house and is now on the street. I've got to figure out other plans for her as she is too weak to come on the overnights." This left me horrified and stunned at the lack of not only compassion but also simple decency, basic humanity, in our community. Is this indicative of who we really are? Where is the outrage?
Every night on the television there are impassioned pleas to help children in far away countries who are hungry, to help homeless and abused animals. How many Cape Codders respond with a donation? While those are all worthy causes, should they take precedence over a neighbor in serious and desperate straits? Is a homeless, abused dog more worthy then a woman? Who are we really?
I got an answer to this in the list of resolutions the following morning in the Cape Cod Times. Not one of those resolutions was in any way about doing a better job of helping those in need, even though, with the homeless memorial a week earlier, the issue was front and center. Frankly I am ashamed. I am ashamed that these women are homeless. I'm ashamed of our priorities in general. I what to shout, to scream, "Friends, it's time to wake up, time to be the better people we really are!" But in one way or another this has been said over and over and over again. Yet, as few as one tenth of one percent of Cape Codders step up to the blessings of this challenge—and those few do so repeatedly. But 99.9 percent of us choose to shut our eyes; we simply don't care. It would be great if in 2011 this was proved wrong. This could happen if everyone reading this, who in 2011 is moved to respond to one of those tear jerking ads, also give double that amount to one of agencies that address the homelessness of our neighbors. This lack of compassion would be overturned if every town on the Cape had at least one home for those who have none. There are people with proven track records willing and able to organize and manage these facilities; all it takes is the will of the people, you, us, insisting that our town leaders say "here, take this abandoned property off our hands."
What is God (however you define this) asking of you? Who are you? Who are we? Really? And the ironic thing is we reap what we sow. These circumstances are a test. Ultimately , we pass or fail by what comes back to us in this life or at some sort of final accounting of our souls. Put out love and goodness, love and goodness surrounds your life; put out indifference and there will be no one there for you when you are in need. Who do you want to be in this new year, and where do you want to be in the next? Who do you want us to be as a community? When are we going to collectively recognize that we are all integrally and intimately connected, that the entire world — even though it seems to be filled with almost infinite independent parts — is really only one holy, whole presence? Only when we realize and act on this wholeness, can Peace and Love triumph.
