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PAGE Z ARKANSAS CATHOLIC NOVEMBER 25, t990 Against the Grain This evening brought the news - one of God's peaceful warriors was taken, a thorn in our side. One who kept telling us God loves us all especially those whom we don't love. His words of justice for all were foreign to many of us who never saw the scriptures for the oppressed. But Joe kept at us, just inching the door open and we caught the smell of Christ's justice. We saw we were naked, and god is God, and Christ is a friend of our enemies. All knowns became foolish. We fought you Joe, you couldn't be right. He wasn't like us, with his funny hair and confident way and smile and always on the path we are late to follow. Wait for us, Joe, in the dark we cry for you. But more we cry for ourselves, because we were with a prophet we didn't know. Like the rich voices from the past, they kept after us, hear his voice. A worm that oudasts the wood. Your voice on the wind is strong, into forever. Our sound is loud with bluster of human fear. If just one hand is given in search of a lonely heart, a life of the prophet is never in vain. The sin is in the deaf. Thanks, friend. -Tony Waiters In memoriam Rev. Joseph H. Blitz November 28, 1987 permission. Ch~l~J USA. Copyright 1088 ARKANSAS CATHOLIC is published 48 times a year, for $12 per year, by the Catholk Diocese of Little Rock, Arkansas Catholic, Inc., 2500 N. Tyler St., Lille Rock, AR 72207 (501) 664-0340 FAX (501) 664-9075]. PUBLISHER: Most Rev. Andrew& McDonald, Biehop MANAGING EDITOR: Rev. Albert J. Schneider EDITOR : Debc*ah Hillial~l ADVERTISING t MARKETING DIRECTOR : Ron M. Hall PRODUCTION MANAGER: Rev. Jim $hrat,, CIRCULATION MANAGER : Agnes IOdttlg . Third class postage paid at Little Rock, AR, POSTMASTER : Send change ot address to: ARKANSAS CATHOUC, PO BOX 7417, LITTLE ROCK. AR 72217. Busi- ness hours are 8:30 to 4. Monday - Friday. Closed on woelamds Holy Days, and National Holidays. Offices am, located in Morris Hall. St. John's Centat, 2500 N. Tyler. Little Rock, AR. 72207. ~1 IIBB IBIB I~l IBlm ~1 amm ~ mml imm IIEB ~BI To subscribe, send coupon with "1 check for $12 to the above address. | ! Name | I Address I Parish I s things heat up in the Per- sian Gulf, and Americans ponder vari- ous problems in the Middle East, I am reminded of the origins of war. I must have been all of six years old when I first noticed what I call the IIIIWID()IIIW Kate Tsubata Before jumping to the "well about?" questions, let's see what means for oneself. This means I must seek don in every part of my life. It I must try to make amends to those "cycle of hate," the phenomenon where each of us feels justtfied m taking something because of a per- ceived wrongdoing. We also tend to repay wrongdoing with an equal or greater retribution. People have invested a lot ingenu- ity and creativity into this cycle over the years. Witness the tremendous numbers of weapons in the world. Individuals own guns, chemical weap- ons, knives. So do nations. But we also stockpile psychological weapons: ac- cusation, rumor, manipulation, innu- endo. And, of course, so do nations. Despite all the well-intentioned "love your enemy and pray for those who persecute you" is extremely practi- cal. Nothing stops with one person's death. The loved ones of the mur- dered person will seek revenge, and so it contin- ues, snowballing into family wars, tribal wars, na- tional and inter- national wars. have wronged, consciously or sciously. It means I must try to love an impossible situation.- How about when an aggress0rt[ 1 wrongs another? A helpless person, a child? To immobilize a criminal to away weapons, or use other or disarming an aggressor, is lating the cycle of hate. How to with a bt lly, then, whether interna" tional, or in some smaller arena? First, I think we must declare the truth. must state publicly what the is doing wrong. Second, the aggressor should be given a chance to stop the wrong peace efforts, whether they be summit If the fh'st step for war is selfishness, the first step for peace is givingness. councils for heads of world powers, or agencies like Amnesty International, or mass meetings filled with song and rhetoric, no world peace can ever come without individuals first creating peace. If the first step for war is selfishness, the first step for peace is givingness. This is where the teaching of Jesus to Another scenario: Someone hurts you. You return love. He hurts you again. You love him some more. He hurts you again. You still return good- ness. What happens here? First, there can be no escalation of hatred. Second, that person has been judged. He did wrong, and by the total lack of wrongdoing on the victim's side, his wrong is clearly exposed. Third, he is loved despite his wrong, and has received something precious despite his hurtful actions. This, Scrip- ture says, "heaps coals upon their heads." havior. It should be made clear he will be forgiven if he can re the wrongdoing, and jf he will his mistakes. No matter what he doe we must pray for him and give love, because only love can heal man sufferings. Only love has ever, will ever, change the world. The person who loves greatly, liV'c l l' ; greatly. The rich, the tyrant and tlalt ! genius can all die without havin~ madcl i ! any lasting contribution to theworlckliI But the person who loves, lives forever'|| (K te Ts.b ta is fr, ', who lives in West Lanham Hill, i she was wondering about her own clat!!,| i IBWW I.II B Antoinette Bosco When I was 11 years old we lived in Albany, NY, and at the time my parents rented the top floor of a three- story city house. The owners lived in the base- ment. They were a lovely older Italian couple with a few grown children. One of their sons had re- .?. ..... cently married and he and his wife lived in the middle flat. My "job" that summer was to take "care of my little brother Joey, then 3 years old. I took him to the park or let him play on the sidewalk, under my careful eye. Joey and I also visited my neighbor on the second floor, a young and happy mother-to-be nicknamed Camzza, which meant, my father told me, sweet little Catherine. She was indeed sweet. She was also beautiful and I loved to be near her. Catuzza was well into her pregnancy that summer and it was evident that she was often lonely. She knew very little English and during the day missed her husband a great deal. He was a shoe- maker and worked long hours to pro- vide for his family. She enjoyed the company of myself and Joey. My little brother had golden curls which she would twine around her fingers. Hei- smile would always make me feel that in her womb. :j j Sometimes when the baby-WoO kick, she would let me touch her st00' ach, and once when Joey was close bY he too put his hand on her, much her embarrassment. As the summer came to an end, vce See "Bosco," next p~!