I had to take Miss Littles to the doctor today because she has an ear infection after waiting my hour past my appointment time I we were led to the little room I looked around for better magazines to look at while she played with the puzzles. I found a news magazine in the rack and started scanning the Mother Teresa article. I read a quote saying she wanted all the letter burned. Wow so now I’m thinking we are invading her privacy. I only scanned but as I did I began to think that the invasion is not without merit. We are thought of in this world as those who should walk around with a "I love Jesus smile" plastered on our faces. Personally I only know one man who has that look and it’s real, not like the fake dudes on TV. I knew a woman who always carried that smile, she’s now with Jesus. For the rest of us we struggle with unanswered questions, self doubt, unworthiness, depression, addiction, and so on.
Mother Teresa was in places that we have and most likely never see. She didn’t watch the horrific scenes in her church on a big projection screen, turning away if it seemed too much. Then dropping a few bucks in a basket to ease our minds. She was there she lived it, she smelled it, she touched it. Her questions are the same that any of us might have had after spending time helping people and never seeing an end.
I didn’t see where she had questioned God’s faith, she questioned her own.
We held this woman in high esteem and we praised her for her giving so selflessly. What a burden we must have placed on her shoulders, not that she was ever on Oprah complaining.
She had to sit with the wealthy to get donations for her works, I wonder if she ever wanted to shake some of them for the way that they lived or was she so special so loving that she knew that even money doesn’t solve poverty of the soul.
After reading more of her I feel closer to God, I’m lifted knowing that this woman shared some of the same thoughts that we have because this extraordinary woman was after all, human, just as we are.