Who Are The Beloved?


 

 

Today’s Forgiving Fridays: Exquisite Beauty of Life!

 

Who are the Beloved?

 

I am the Beloved. He is Me. She is Me. The Beloved are my Muslim, Jewish, Sikh, Baha’i, Hindu, & Buddhist neighbors, co-workers and friends.  The Beloved are the LGBT Community.

The Beloved are those Single Parents whether mothers or fathers who are penalized for taking a day off to care for their sick child.  The Beloved are those caring for aging, frail, ill elderly parents with no respite in sight.

The Beloved are friends and family dealing with cancer, heart attacks, high blood pressure, vision loss, diabetes & strokes in need of compassion and practical assistance.

The Beloved are those with unseen illness. Disabilities not easily seen and many times not accepted by the family of God.  Disabilities of the mind and soul. The Beloved are those rejected and despised by society who fill the wards of mental hospitals, prisons and halfway houses. Those who don’t fit the Boilerplate of “Success.”

Behold for as Jesus said, Publicans, Harlots and Sinners shall enter Heaven before evangelicals and fundamentalists.  For they have made God’s House a den of thieves.

The Beloved are our Hijabi Muslims Sisters who cover in submission to God but ridiculed for their choice.

The Beloved are Immigrants who live in fear of deportation.

The Beloved are Combat Veterans who risked their lives for this great country, came home in pieces only to find those pieces scattered to ashes by those who know nothing of their true pain.

The Beloved are the vagrants, beggars and homeless seen yet unseen on the streets of most cities and living in the subways with no place to call home.  Lepers and pariahs to those of wealth, influence and substance.

To be One with the Beloved is to become One with those on the outside looking in.

The Beloved are stray dogs and cats.  The Beloved are Lonely and neglected pets who have worn out their amusement factor.  The are Animals hunted to extinction tortured and mutilated to fit the fancy of the latest trends

To Become One with the Beloved is simultaneously a singular and plural experience.  To be the Good Samaritan every day.  Grace and Mercy are the way.

 

 

Luke 10:25-37 New King James Version (NKJV)

The Parable of the Good Samaritan

25 And behold, a certain lawyer stood up and tested Him, saying, “Teacher, what shall I do to inherit eternal life?”

26 He said to him, “What is written in the law? What is your reading of it?

27 So he answered and said, “ ‘You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your strength, and with all your mind,’[a] and ‘your neighbor as yourself.’[b]

28 And He said to him, “You have answered rightly; do this and you will live.”

29 But he, wanting to justify himself, said to Jesus, “And who is my neighbor?”

30 Then Jesus answered and said: “A certain man went down from Jerusalem to Jericho, and fell among thieves, who stripped him of his clothing, wounded him, and departed, leaving him half dead. 31 Now by chance a certain priest came down that road. And when he saw him, he passed by on the other side. 32 Likewise a Levite, when he arrived at the place, came and looked, and passed by on the other side. 33 But a certain Samaritan, as he journeyed, came where he was. And when he saw him, he had compassion. 34 So he went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine; and he set him on his own animal, brought him to an inn, and took care of him. 35 On the next day, when he departed,[c] he took out two denarii, gave them to the innkeeper, and said to him, ‘Take care of him; and whatever more you spend, when I come again, I will repay you.’ 36 So which of these three do you think was neighbor to him who fell among the thieves?”

37 And he said, “He who showed mercy on him.”

Then Jesus said to him, “Go and do likewise.”

Indian Summer ~~ Warm Weather Love


 

 

My Favorite Season is Summer. I can wear my skirts and dresses. I prefer light clothing and I can still show some skin within reason naturally. My hair grows faster in the summer and my skin is soft, smooth and supple. I’m enjoying this Indian Summer. Temps in the 60s & 70s. I feel great and I can still get outside and enjoy the weather on my days off. Last Saturday I was able to take a long walk through a local historic cemetery. (See the photos on my Photography Blog Roaming Urban Gypsy)

Spring, Summer and Autumn still provide the chance to enjoy nature especially flowers, trees, and greenery. New York City’s Parks and Botanic Gardens are an Oasis of green in the concrete jungle.

Summer and Autumn weather in New York is glorious. I love seeing people getting outside and enjoying everything New York has to offer.  This weather offers great opportunities to have fun and get in some exercise.

Winter is my nemesis. I’m allergic to wool. All my skin allergies act up in the winter. My skin actually peels off. Yes I can pull pieces of skin off my arms and legs. The itching is severe. The pain is awful. It feels like thousands of small needles are constantly sticking me 24/7.  Cold weather Torture.

Before I can leave the house I must slather on all type of oils, Shea Butter and lotions. Unless I apply Coconut Oil, Jojoba and Shea butter to my hair it will break off. Usually I cut my hair in the winter because otherwise it will in some cases either fall out or break off. Then their is my arthritis. Cold weather has caused my joints to lock up to the point where I can barely get out of bed and in worse case scenarios I miss work. And locked joints are extremely painful. Not a good experience.

Snow. Ice. Blizzards. Snowstorms. Neighbors, business & churches who refuse to shovel the snow or put down de-icer. Over the years several of my co-workers have fallen on the ice, been in horrible car accidents which force them to be out of work for months, broken bones to the point that one woman can no longer lift her arms above her head. So many have sustained injuries from falling on ice and snow that will never properly heal.

Below are photos from previous winters. Sometimes the snowstorms get so bad that the Mayor and Governor shut down all transportation.

 

 

Because of the nature of my job I along with everyone in Security and Custodial are expected to come to work no matter what type weather or natural disaster. Earlier this year I got docked one day because I could not get out of my house. My landlord did not shovel and my room-mate and I were trapped inside the house. You know I had to work overtime to make up that missing money.

So I don’t see why people get excited about winter or cold weather in general. Why would you want to fall on a patch of black ice and break your arms? Strange.

If I could drive I would retire to a warmer climate.  However once I do retire the good thing is that I will no longer have to navigate through snowstorms, ice storms and freezing temps.  Once I am able to retire I will just stay inside my house and hibernate.

No cold weather!

 

Let Indian Summer and Warm Weather continue!!