Fr. Dave's Take On It: 9/10/17
Several men are in the locker room of a golf club. A cell phone sitting on a bench rings and a man engages the hands-free speaker function and begins to talk. Everyone else in the room stops to listen. Man: Hello. Woman: Hi Honey, it’s me. Are you at the club? Man: Yes. Woman: I’m at the shops now and found this beautiful leather coat. It’s only $2,000; is it okay if I buy it? Man: Sure, go ahead if you really like it. Woman: I also stopped by the Lexus dealership and saw the new models. I saw one I really liked. Man: How much? Woman: $90,000. Man: Okay, but for that price I want one with all the options. Woman: Great! Oh, and one more thing. I was talking to Jamie and found out that the house I wanted last year is back on the market. They’re asking $980,000. Man: Well, why don’t you make an offer of $900,000. They’ll probably take it. If not, we can add some to our offer. Woman: Okay, I’ll see you later. I love you so much! Man: Bye. I love you too. The man hangs up. The other guys in the locker room are staring at him in astonishment, mouths wide open. He turns and asks, “Anyone know whose phone this is?”
Now that almost everyone has a cell phone, one can listen to at least one side of a conversation in every grocery aisle, on every bus, and in every park. To some this can be very annoying, but if you are nosy like me, I find it rather interesting. The problem with me is…when the person hangs up, I want to make a witty remark or give some advice. The Gospel this weekend suggests that I keep the comments to myself, or at least share them quietly with the person alone. If my thoughts are not valued or appreciated, I may talk to someone else about it, but only if it is something of great importance. And recognizing that God is present in every conversation of two or three or more might help me frame my remarks in love and genuine concern. How different from sticking my nose where it doesn’t belong! May care and compassion be the hallmarks of everything that we say to one another!
See you in September,