A Divine Job

Standing at the gate of a mansion house are a certain two beggars. They are seeking to enter and beg alms. In front of the gate is a huge, ferocious, growling watchdog. The two beggars hesitate, fearful of what the dog might do. “Go ahead,” one encourages the other. “See there, the dog is barking but he is also wagging his tail. Go on in!” The other replies, “That’s my problem. I don’t know which end to believe!”

Often we find ourselves existing around the fringes of life’s arena, watching the contradictory signs: rejection and reconciliation; destruction and healing; violence and gentility. And we wonder which end we should believe. We hesitate! We wonder! We ask, “How can we expect to enrich our lives in that battleground of prejudice, and injustice, and insensitivity to man’s nobler instincts?” We cry out, “Why doesn’t somebody do something to make life more acceptable, more beautiful, more rewarding?” But don’t you see? “That somebody is you!” You are…