Showing posts with label peace.. Show all posts
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Sunday, 24 March 2019

A God for the Poor.

A God for the poor?

I always wonder, is there a God for the poor? By poor, I mean those who struggle with minimum wage. They come in all roles conceivable - that is, husbands, fathers or mothers who are largely making ends meet. They also struggle with their mortgages and kids' education expenses. They have little savings because they do not earn enough. Most times, they get exploited and are taken advantage of. They live from hand to mouth.

Is there a God for them? Is there a God for their children who have to depend on hands-me-down, skip lunches as they barely have enough for meals, and work part-time as they study to support their family? 

I write this because I often hear televangelists telling their congregation that following Jesus’ footsteps means expecting great things, mainly endless material blessings. 

Mind you, the Duplantis, Osteens, Roberts, Tiltons and Copelands of the mega-prosperity gospel have all happily jumped into the hundredfold bandwagon to equate faith with fortune, belief with blessings and devotion with possessions. 

It is often said that believing in God comes easy when success shadows the believers, especially for those who come to their wealth via family inheritance. 

For those who are successful, God can’t help but seem closer, more real, more tangible, and this reminds me of the Bible study session conducted by Eleanor (Michelle Yeoh) in opening scenes of the movie Crazy Rich Asians in the comfort of her multimillion-dollar mansion.

And how often does one hear this from the rich and prosperous exuding much envied humbleness: “God is blessing me. I am nobody without Him. All I have is His, my possessions, my promotion and my wealth. I wouldn’t be here without His strength, His guide and His help. I am just a servant, a humble steward. I own nothing. Indeed, all is His.”

But, what does a believer who has little (the poor) have to say then? He can’t claim prosperity the way the rich and prosperous can so humbly disclaim with infectious modesty. He has nothing to his name. He is more worried about how he is going to pay the bills, hold down a job, and save enough for the near future. 

Well, at this juncture, I want to add that it is almost second nature for the already prosperous to tell them that if they truly believe, their time too will come. In other words, they can be equally rich too. 

But good intention aside, that kind of name-it-and-claim-it gospel might just turn out to be the glittering hundredfold bandwagon sailing pass the rest of the struggling world as they trumpet the prosperity gospel from their first class seats. Can you then blame the poor for thinking that maybe God has forgotten them?

So, what is the everyday reality? 

At some point, we have to come to accept that, for every person who succeeds, there will be dozens who do not make it. The ratio matches the leadership, that is, one leader or employer to hundreds of workers - give or take. It is never the reverse. The system we have to contend with is invariably skewed that way. 

It is a socioeconomic pyramid with the handful at the top and a very broad base at the bottom. This is the way it is even if there is high social mobility, and this explains why Jesus said that the poor, we will always have with us. Although he meant it another way, the identification in the majority is just about accurate throughout history. And most of them will leave this earth the same way they came.

So, where does that leave the poor then? While there is a God for the prosperous (so claims the prosperity gospel), do we have a God for the poor, the struggling, the deprived and the disadvantaged for all their life? 

My thoughts on all this came to an illuminating point when I met a client this week. He came to me because his wife was seeking for a divorce. It was a long 27-yr-old marriage with two young adult daughters doing reasonably well academically. 

They were also reasonably well off running two businesses earning a high monthly income. They in fact have two properties, though mortgaged, but were worth quite a lot in the market. At one point, he even told me that they once owned two luxury cars and were living large. 

But he told me that things went downhill when he lost big in the stock market. After that, he met with a tragic road accident when he rear-ended another vehicle. He was hospitalised for months and could no longer run his business as before due to his serious injuries. He now earns close to minimum wage and is struggling to make ends meet with a divorce to worry about. 

I am not here to write about the divorce because there are many factors involved in a marriage of 27 years, but what he shared was that he found his faith after he met with the accident. He told me that he thought he was going to die, but he miraculously came back to life. He said that God gave him a second chance and he has learnt his lesson. He is now a devout believer but he has little to his name - contrasting with what he once had before. 

At this point, he admitted to me that he was nevertheless happy. Despite everything, he has found a certain reassurance, clarity and hope in his life. It was not something that he had when he had money. In fact, he told me that his happiest days were when his wife and him were struggling to make ends meet when they first got married living in a small rental flat. 

I said that that was ironic and he nodded. He recalled a time when he was travelling in his luxury car with his two daughters arguing behind, and across the road, he saw a family with kids crowding at the back of an open lorry, laughing as they were sharing heartily. 

This encounter kept me thinking about the God that the poor has - like the client of mine. It is a God who is different in form and substance from the way the prosperity gospel has painted or airbrushed him. 

I felt that the greatest misconception is to equate God with prosperity as if such blessings is the only aim of His redemptive plan for His people. 

We often make God into our own cultural image because we want to make him the reason for our prosperity. Somehow, that adds a certain sacred and religious glow to our status. We therefore sell God in a way that fits our image of what we want him to be. This misattribution gives us a sense of control, entitlement and uniqueness (or specialness). 

Now, let me be clear to say that I am not saying that prosperity and godliness are incompatible. What I am saying is that godliness is much more than prosperity, even at times, to the exclusion of it. For the greatest amongst us is often the least amongst us. The disciples of Christ come to mind here, right?

In other words, it is not necessary the case that you are rich, therefore you are godly, and you are poor and you are (so-called) god-less. Most times, I dare say that God is the least concerned with your financial status because His blessing is about a life that bears fruit, and the fruit is never one-dimensional, that is, material success. 

So is there a God for the poor? Of course there is, just as there is a God for the rich. More relevantly, He is the God of the harvest and in the harvest field of redemption, we all stand equal before Him, the rich and the poor. For at the end of the day, the ones who are truly rich are those who unfailingly strive in their lifetime to bring the fruit of the Spirit in their life to full bloom. Amen.

Sunday, 10 September 2017

The strength of your heart.

What do you do with your life when you are already 46, suffering from a spinal cord injury in a workplace accident in 1996 and paralysed from the waist down, victim of a fall last year and had a broken leg while on the way to work, are divorced with no children, and once lived at a void deck for three years? 

Well, you deliver of course. You deliver food to people who are hungry and want their meals on time of course. 

Isn't that the normal response to adversity? Isn't that what normal people do after losing limbs, have little to go by daily, going thru a divorce and even doesn't have a roof over their head? Kamas is one such "normal" person. 

Mr Kamas Mohd didn't asked to be recognised. He was discovered by a customer and was featured in Stomp when the customer "praised him for travelling 2.5km on his wheelchair to her home in Stirling Road."

Kamas is neither slow too. He insists that "he is not slower than anyone else - he can fulfil a delivery order within the same timeframe of 35 minutes."

Rain or shine, Kamas has never cancelled an order so far. He is determined to go the distance regardless of his disability and setbacks in life. 

When he broke his leg last year, he was given nearly two years MC. So, his previous employers had to let him go because they were unable to pay his wages for the long MC period. But they told him to return after he has recovered. 

This was where Kamas found UberEats and now he earns a higher income of $400 a week. Before that, he was earning only $530 a month. 

Kamas currently lives in a rental Redhill flat and for the moment, his rent, water and electricity bills are paid for by MSF until he is back on his own two feet. 

Lesson? One. 

The world will do most of us no favours. There is no free lunch. Life gives no hand-outs. Happy ever after happens only in fairy tales. In the real world, it is about overcoming ever after. 

Some of us living reasonably well, with a roof over our head, and a family intact, with no disability, and we still suffer from hangovers, mild depression, dull moods, listlessness and a broken spirit, indefinitely.

The disease of the affluence is the dis-ease of the heart, and that is where all issues of life flow eventually. 

I discover that there is a poverty that is far greater than the poverty of one's living circumstances. This poverty has nothing to do with money or wealth. Neither has it anything to do with power, fame nor influence.

You can be the richest man on earth, but the saddest, even loneliest. You are befriended not so much because you are you, but because you possess many things that define and possess you. 

Or, you can be famous, and everyone knows you, but yet none of your loved ones know you the way the millions of fans know you. They know how far apart you are from the image you diligently project to your adoring fans. Deep inside, your wants are many, your spirit parched and your soul unsettled. 

The hearts of the rich and famous are not always at peace. They are no doubt rich in the way that is defined in this world, but they have a vacuum in their heart that cannot be filled by endless accumulation or depthless ambition. 

Neither are the poor spared this dis-ease of the heart. They too can be victims of a heart that never finds peace within. 

While the rich can be consumed by vanity, arrogance and greed, the poor can be consumed by envy, bitterness and unforgiveness. 

All this, I believe, boils down to the issues of the heart. And that is where enduring riches or crippling poverty reside. 

Its measuring rod is not about how materially deprived or endowed one is. It is neither about how good nor bad one looks. Or how well one is known, or for that matter, not known at all.

In my book, the greatest poverty is a heart that never settles, that is, a heart that is never at peace. It is a heart that wants more to cover a void that cannot be filled. 

It is a heart that plants its security on life's superficials like wealth, fame and power. It is a heart that breaks or dies every time another succeeds, wins or flourishes. And it is a heart that cannot see beyond the jealousy, hate and bitterness to the benefits to be gained from the growth of character, hope and love. 

The greatest poverty is in fact the poverty of imagination, magnanimity and compassion. All of which have nothing to do with how circumstantially rich or poor you are. 

Most importantly, there is no poverty in the heart greater than a heart that readily surrenders itself to the dullness of the spirit, to the discontentment of the soul and to the endless appetites of the flesh. 

Let me end by saying that the greatest wealth is found in a heart that loves unconditionally, forgives unreservingly, and hopes unfailingly. No man or woman is ever poor when he or she is rich in the heart. 

In a world where the benchmark to measure wealth is not based on the superficials like money, fame or appearance, people like Kamas will stand tallest amongst all. 

It will be a world of overcoming hearts, a world of inspiring souls, and a world of embracing love. 

Such a radically redefined world would put to shame those who put their faith and hope in the pursuits of self-enrichment, and exalts those who sacrifice self for others. 

More relevantly, it will be a world our children can safely grow up in to treasure and pursue enduring riches that come from a resilient, overcoming and compassionate heart. Cheerz.