Don't Hold Back on Love - A Deeply
Moving Reminder
Dear friends,
Here
is a very powerful, inspiring story which has appeared in Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul and
Reader's Digest. It is a deeply moving reminder never to hold
back on expressing our love.
With
love and best wishes,
Fred
Tell the World for Me
By
John Powell, S.J.
Some
14 years ago, I stood watching my university students file into the classroom
for our opening session in the theology of faith. That was the day I
first saw Tommy. He was combing his hair, which hung six inches below
his shoulders. My quick judgment wrote him off as strange -- very strange.
Tommy
turned out to be my biggest challenge. He constantly objected to, or smirked
at the possibility of an unconditionally loving God. When he turned in his
final exam at the end of the course, he asked in a slightly cynical tone,
"Do you think I'll ever find God?"
"No,"
I said emphatically.
"Oh,"
he responded. "I thought that was the product you were pushing."
I
let him get five steps from the door and then called out. "I don't think
you'll ever find him, but I am certain he will find you." Tommy shrugged
and left. I felt slightly disappointed that he had missed my clever
line.
Later
I heard that Tommy had graduated, and I was grateful for that. Then came a
sad report: Tommy had terminal cancer. Before I could search him out, he
came to me. When he walked into my office, his body was badly wasted, and his
long hair had fallen out because of the chemotherapy. But, his eyes were
bright and his voice, for the first time, was firm.
"Tommy!
I've thought about you so often. I heard you were very sick," I blurted
out.
"Oh,
yes, very sick. I have cancer. It's a matter of weeks."
"Can
you talk about it?"
"Sure.
What would you like to know?"
"What's
it like to be only 24 and know that you're dying?"
"It
could be worse," he told me, "like being 50 and thinking that
drinking booze, seducing women and making money are the real 'biggies' in
life." Then, he told me why he had come.
"It
was something you said to me on the last day of class. I asked if you thought
I would ever find God and you said no, which surprised me. Then you said,
'But, he will find you.' I thought about that a lot, even though my search
for God was hardly intense at that time."
"But,
when the doctors removed a lump from my body and told me that it was
malignant, I got serious about locating God. And when the malignancy spread
into my vital organs, I really began banging against the bronze doors of
heaven. But, nothing happened. Well, one day I woke up, and instead of my
desperate attempts to get some kind of message, I just quit. I decided I
didn't really care about God, an afterlife, or anything like that."
"I
decided to spend what time I had left doing something more important. I
thought about you and something else you had said: 'The essential sadness
is to go through life without loving. But, it would be almost equally
sad to leave this world without ever telling those you loved that you loved
them.'
So,
I began with the hardest one...my Dad."
Tommy's
father had been reading the newspaper when his son approached him.
"Dad,
I would like to talk with you."
"Well,
talk."
"I
mean, it's really important."
The
newspaper came down three slow inches. "What is it?"
"Dad,
I love you. I just wanted you to know that."
Tommy
smiled at me as he recounted the moment. "The newspaper fluttered to the
floor. Then, my father did two things I couldn't remember him doing before.
He cried and he hugged me. And then, we talked all night, even though he had
to go to work the next morning."
"It
was easier with my mother and little brother," Tommy continued.
"They
cried with me, and we hugged one another, and shared the thing we had been
keeping secret for so many years. I was only sorry that I had waited
so long. Here I was, in the shadow of death, and I was just beginning to
open up to all the people I had actually been close to."
"Then
one day, I turned around and God was there. He didn't come to me when I
pleaded with him. Apparently he does things in his own way and at his own
hour. The important thing is that you were right. He found me even after I
stopped looking for him."
"Tommy,"
I practically gasped, "I think you are saying something much more
universal than you realize. You are saying that the surest way to find God is
not by making him a private possession or an instant consolation in time of
need, but rather by opening to love."
"Tommy,"
I added, "could I ask you a favor? Would you come to my
theology-of-faith course and tell my students what you just told me?"
Though
we scheduled a date, he never made it. Of course, his life was not really
ended by his death, only changed. He made the great step from faith into
vision. He found a life far more beautiful than the eye of humanity
has ever seen, or the mind ever imagined.
Before
he died, we talked one last time. "I'm not going to make it to your
class," he said.
"I
know, Tommy."
"Will
you tell them for me? Will you . . . tell the whole world for me?"
"I
will, Tommy. I'll tell them."
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