Parable of the rich man and Lazarus
Lk 16, 19-31

Once there was a rich man who dressed in purple and linen and feasted splendidly every day. At his gate lay a beggar named Lazarus who was covered with sores. Lazarus longed to eat the scraps that fell from the rich man’s table. The dogs even came and licked his sores.

Eventually the beggar died. He was carried by angels to the bosom of Abraham. The rich man likewise died and was buried. From the abode of the dead where he was in torment, he raised his eyes and saw Abraham afar off, and Lazarus resting in his bosom. He called out, “Father Abraham, have pity on me. Send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water to refresh my tongue, for I am tortured in these flames.” “My child,” replied Abraham, “remember that you were well off in your lifetime, while Lazarus was in misery. Now he has found consolation here, but you have found torment. And that is not all. Between you and us there is fixed a great abyss, so that those who might wish to cross from here to you cannot do so, nor can anyone cross from your side to us.” “Father, I ask you, then,” the rich man said, “send him to my father’s house where I have five brothers. Let him be a warning to them so that they may not end in this place of torment.” Abraham answered, “They have Moses and the prophets. Let them hear them.” “No, Father Abraham,” replied the rich man. “But if someone would only go to them from the dead, then they would repent.” Abraham said to him, “If they do not listen to Moses and the prophets, they will not be convinced even if one should rise from the dead.”

We can see that today also social inequalities still exist. Many ways are created to turn our attention towards the poor, the homeless, the migrants, etc. There are also all kinds of poverty; loneliness, rejection, wounds, etc. Do we think of making those around us happy? Does our relationship to God and our trust in him lead us to have compassion for our loved ones?

A mother all of heart, pages 243, 244
The beggars who came to the parlor were never refused. All those who appealed to her went home comforted. She loved the poor and the destitute. She always found ways to relieve them according to their needs. Her reputation for charity was such that the police and the train conductors got into the habit of sending her the destitute they met. Thus, one day, a whole family was brought to her. The father had gone to try his luck in the United States, thinking he would find employment there to support his loved ones. But unfortunately, he didn’t find any and had to return home. On his way to Trois-Rivières, he stopped over in Sherbrooke, in search of food for his children. He was led to Mother Marie-Leonie. She immediately had a good meal served to them and was even thoughtful enough to prepare a lunch for them and defray the train fare to their destination.

Another time, a poor woman came in the evening with her five children. Our Mother put them up for the night, and the next day purchased the tickets and transferred their luggage, setting them on their way to Coaticook. Incidents like this occurred many times. This was the kind of heart Mother Leonie had. In every poor person, in every down-and-out individual who came across her way, she saw Jesus and hastened to give him assistance. Her charity towards the poor seemed unlimited. Despite her own poverty, she wanted to share with those poorer than she was. Our Mother’s love of the poor was anything but ordinary. The most deprived of wealth or intelligence were her favorites. No grieving person ever left Mother Leonie without consolation.

By nourishing myself with the Word of God, how do I open my heart to the needs of those who surround me?

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