In this blog of mine, I have reflected much about suffering and
going through physical trials in life, but always from the vista of an
adult. Before my illness and subsequent
therapy and transplant and the slow recovery, I had only an imagined concept of
serious suffering brought on by illness, and could only empathize up to a
certain point. The gift of my cancer
experience brought me into the realm of the patient, right into the depth of
his condition, and allowed me a privileged access into the journey of a
life-threatening illness.
Many have come up to me from time to time to express their gratitude
for writing about the journey in a no-holds barred way, and to provide strength
and hope for those whose lives had entered into a similar darkness. While I am very happy to be able to give this
darkness some light, I do feel rather handicapped in giving much relief to
children who suffer in a debilitating way.
Adults (though not all of them) may be more equipped to handle suffering
with a strength that comes from understanding the virtues of longsuffering and
sacrifice. Bringing people to see a
higher purpose for their trials in life beyond themselves is always going to be
a great challenge for any minister. My
aim and purpose in reaching out to those with such conditions is never
primarily to ask for a direct and instant alleviation to their suffering, but
always that the person begins to have a broader horizon of hope before them
opening up. And this horizon has to have
the possibility of accepting the reality that life is not made worse by the
presence of illness and darkness, but that these are seen now to be the
hitherto unseen and unappreciated doorways through which God makes his
presence, love and yes, even joy, known and real.
This challenge is great for an adult and many are not ready to live in
this large way. And if adults find this
to be a stumbling block towards an integral growth in faith, how more challenging
is it to have children embrace suffering with a positive outlook, without their
coming away from their brush with serious illness leaving them having a notion
of God that dishes out suffering to innocent children? Of course this would be a stilted notion of
God, but doesn’t God bear a great amount of ‘risk’ when he allows little
children to suffer this way?
Children don’t easily have the experience in life to intuit that
there is a virtue in bearing any form of crosses in life. The natural instinct of parents is to make
their childhood as stress-free and anxiety-free as possible, and this is not necessarily
a bad thing. Everyone wants the best for
their children, but not every parent has the faith to believe that what is
‘best’ can also include what is hard to fathom as well. In one’s formative years, going through a
prolonged period of pain and suffering or having encountered vulnerability at a
tender age that sets one apart from one’s peers and schoolmates can often shake
one’s confidence later on in life. At
the same time, when I minister to such children, I do not want to be the one
who brings false hope and ersatz happiness during a visit, just to have them
re-enter into darkness and sadness after I leave the home or hospital.
The real problem is not that children suffer, but that we (either as
adults or ministers who tend to them) often think that we need to give them
clear and direct answers. These are the
places of life that I often call ‘life’s border situations’, and answers to
such questions never satisfy nor are ever enough. What these situations give us are
opportunities to demonstrate Christian compassion, either to the children or to
their parents, to show them that through us, God sits with them in their
darkness and pain.
On Calvary, Jesus did just that.
No trite answers were given to, nor demanded by him from the
Father. Jesus hung there with a humanity
filled with sin so that we would not have to despair despite our
sinfulness. We often resist being there
with people at the level of their pain and confusion chiefly because we are
very uncomfortable with merely giving presence to pain. We are more ‘useful’ when we can give salve
instead.
I remember reading about a visit of Pope Francis’ to the Philippines
early last year, where a young 12-year-old girl, weeping, asked the Pope why
God allowed terrible things to happen to children. The Pope said something rather profound when
he replied that the nucleus of her question almost doesn’t have a reply. He went on to say that it is only when we too
can cry with her about the same things that we come close to answering the
question. Compassion is a great healer
of wounds, and these situations of misfortune and unexplained suffering enable
our hearts to soften and take on a Christ-like character.
When I think of this, I become a lot more sensitive to the ways that
I tell parents of suffering children that I will pray for them and their
child. I sit a little longer with them
at the hospital bed, and when possible, hold their hands or heads a little more
tenderly. Words not only become
cumbersome, but perhaps ineffective and get in the way.
It brings to mind something that I read about and reflected on in a
blog post a few months ago, where I wrote about a man who had intentions of
bringing hope to those in a children’s section of a hospital. He decided to go dressed as a clown, but realized
that clowns can also frighten some children.
They had, after all, gone through so much that had caused them fear in
their illness.
So he decided to make his rounds bringing popcorn to them. But he didn’t always give them the popcorn to
eat. When the children were in tears, he
would take a popped corn, and mop up their tears and then, right away, toss
this into his mouth.
This may sound bizarre but I found this to be a demonstration of
what compassion should do. It may not
stop the tears, it may not give answers, but it shows that someone is willing
to absorb at least a little of the confusion, the wounds and the contusions of
life. Christ did this for us on
Calvary. He didn’t give answers from
heaven. His compassion and mercy gives
reasons for us to do the same in ways big and small.
Dear Fr Luke
ReplyDeleteHow're you? Thank you for this beautifully written reflection. To me, it seems that you somehow knew what I needed. This reflection about a child's sufferings is timely. A friend's son is ill and the family is so worried. I'll send your link to them. It won't change things but it will begin to shift their perspective of suffering.. That I believe!!
God bless you Fr.
“When the children were in tears, he would take a popped corn, and mop up their tears and then, right away, toss this into his mouth.”
ReplyDeleteStrangely enough I find this imagery endearing and tugs at one’s heart strings. It reminded me of the time when my young niece was badly scalded when a big bowl of piping hot soup accidentally slipped from her mother’s hand and splashed onto her back. There was this dumb stricken look of disbelief on her face before it folded up in tears. The pain was excruciating. The drive to the A & E was a nightmare. Even after she was attended to, the copious tears did not stop for a long time .It was an agonising time for me who stood by helplessly, not knowing how to assuage her pain....how I really wanted to be at one with her at that moment. How I wish I had read about this clown with the pop corns and perhaps mop up her tears?
In times of suffering and pain, especially for the child, it is very true that words however soft and placating are “intrusive” and sometimes only add to the cacophony of noises that the ensuing confusion caused. The playful and incongruous action of using pop corns to dry tears speaks the language of the child and so is understood. Like you said, it can help to “absorb” the pain and bridges the gap between adult and child, making true compassion real and felt.
God bless u, Fr
tessa