4th Sunday Where is the Love?

One of the more ancient questions asked by humanity, and still asked today (in two general ways) is this: “Why do bad things happen, especially to good people? If God is good, why do bad things happen?”

God responded to the question through the crucifixion and resurrection of Jesus Christ.
                               
The top 10% of the richest people in the United States hold over 76% of the country’s wealth.
The World Health Organization estimated that 4.6 million people die each year from air pollution.

The United Nations estimates 9.1 million people die of hunger each year. 

New York recently approved a new law that expands abortion, even to near term babies.

News is coming out that one family seems to have profited on opioid addiction in this country.    
Nevada continues to lead the nation in domestic violence
In the Nevada, seniors kill themselves at a rate twice that of the rest of the county.


What is this response of God that is so needed.

Love

Bad things happen, not because God wants it, but because we fail to love.


God created us in love, to love, to be those children of God...and we fail to love.
Will love end floods, earthquakes, hurricanes and natural disasters, no.

Love will end the unnatural disasters of our racism, our greed, our abuse of women, children, the unborn, those who are terminally ill, the elderly, those on our streets, in our jails.

When we see another human person; in front of us and in the mirror;
When we see and believe that person we see has goodness within, the potential for goodness...how can we allow ourselves to not do something.

Love trusts; love forgives. Love brings compassion and healing.

Catholic Charities feeds and assists thousands each week
                                                
Volunteers go to our prisons and spend time with the men and women behind bars.

A young woman with an unwanted pregnancy choose the life of the baby, and chooses to give her up for adoption, completing another family.

A young man finally begins to see his value as a person, leaves an abusive relationship, fights his addiction, remains sober and finds joy in life.

Middle Income Families tithe to their parish, and those monies go to help others in need.

How are we responding? Are we responding?

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