When the poor man died, he was carried away by angels
to the bosom of Abraham. The rich man also died and was buried, and from the
netherworld, where he was in torment, he raised his eyes and saw Abraham far
off and Lazarus at his side. And he cried out, ‘Father Abraham, have pity
on me. Send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue,
for I am suffering torment in these flames.’
Abraham replied, ‘My child, remember that you received
what was good during your lifetime while Lazarus likewise received what was
bad; but now he is comforted here, whereas you are tormented. Moreover,
between us and you a great chasm is established to prevent anyone from crossing
who might wish to go from our side to yours or from your side to ours. He said,
‘Then I beg you, father, send him to my father’s house for I have five
brothers, so that he may warn them lest they too come to this place of
torment.
But Abraham replied, ‘They have Moses and the prophets. Let them listen to them. He said, ‘Oh no, father Abraham but if someone from the dead goes to them, they will repent. Then Abraham said ‘If they will not listen to Moses and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded if someone should rise from the dead.
With longing
in her heart, she answered, “Yes, my Lord, I desire to be with You.”
Then Jesus
asked her again, “Are you willing to give your treasures to the poor?”
Without
hesitation, she replied, “Yes, my Lord, I will give all that I have to the
poor.”
When she
awoke, she did not ignore what she had heard. She allowed the dream to move her
heart. She gave away her treasures and shared her blessings with those in need.
A few days later, she passed from this life—and indeed, her soul was welcomed
by the Lord into eternal joy.
Do the poor
have a purpose in our lives? Yes, they do. They are not accidents in our path.
They are not interruptions to our comfort. They are sacred encounters placed
before us. The poor close the gap between us and God. They draw us nearer to
His compassionate heart, for they are deeply loved by Him.
In the
Gospel, we meet the nameless rich man and the poor man Lazarus (Luke 16:19–31).
The rich man saw Lazarus every day, yet he failed to truly see him. His eyes
were open, but his heart was closed. He viewed Lazarus as a nuisance rather than
a blessing, as a burden rather than an opportunity for grace.
What if he
had recognized that behind his gate stood God in disguise? What if he had
understood that each knock was not meant to disturb him, but to save him?
Perhaps he would have opened not only his door but also his heart.
Every day, we encounter those who are materially and spiritually poor. They may be hungry for food, hungry for love, hungry for attention, hungry for hope. Sometimes they are strangers on the street. Sometimes they are people within our own homes.
The question
is not whether God speaks to us. The question is whether we are listening. The
question is not whether God stands at our door. The question is whether we are
willing to open it.
When we face
the poor, we face Christ Himself. When we ignore them, we risk turning away
from Him.
As we reflect
on this truth, let us examine our hearts. Are we seeing the poor as burdens—or
as bridges that lead us closer to God?
If Christ
were standing at our gate today in the disguise of someone in need, would we
recognize Him… and would we open our door?—Marino J. Dasmarinas

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