GOING SOME PLACE, SOMEHOW? WHAT ABOUT "GOING TO THE FATHER?"
5th Sunday of Easter Year A
May 18, 2014
GOING SOME PLACE, SOMEHOW?
WHAT ABOUT “GOING TO THE FATHER?”
We Filipinos are generally not good at giving directions. Go
anywhere in the country; ask anyone to tell you how to get to a place, and more
often than not, the person would tell you that it’s not too far from where you
are, at times even using the lips to point towards a particular direction. You
asked for directions and they tell you it’s not too far off.
I remember two hard to forget experiences about
direction-giving, both of which happened abroad. Those two separate experiences
show that is easier to show rather than to tell people where to go. I was still
in my elementary French lessons then, many years ago. I asked a Parisian man
where Rue des Pyrenees was, in my halting French. He told me to follow him, and
he led me right next to the gate of the building. In Reno, Nevada, we were
driving one very cold autumn night looking for Incline Village where my
siblings and I were supposed to have been billeted. We asked the police who
were cruising by and who probably realized we were going around in circles.
These were the words of the police officer: “Follow me.”
It is one thing to tell people where to go. It is quite
another to show people how to get there. It is one thing, too, to tell people
one possible way among many. It is quite another to show the one and only way.
In today’s gospel passage, two disciples were kind of lost.
Thomas asked the Lord: “How can we know the way?” Philip, for his part, needed
something more substantial: “Show us the Father!” In a way, Thomas echoed the
traditional manner of asking for directions: “Tell us!” In contrast, Philip
asked for a “show-and-tell.”
And this is where the answer of the Lord in both cases hits
the nail right on the head, as they say. He did not tell. He did not give them
a map. He did not give them a menu from which to choose. He did not give them a
GPS. No … he pointed to himself as the Way, the Truth, and the Life.
When I was a student, not very long ago (now that’s an
understatement!), I didn’t appreciate that teachers, when they were asked by
students to explain, would just repeat what they said earlier, and students
would be more perplexed than ever. But good teachers generally showed with
their empathic and patient listening and interacting, what it meant to be a
real teacher, not just a lecturer. Lecturers speak of things outside of
themselves. Teachers and mentors showed with their lives and their persons what
it means to become the answers their students are searching for. They don’t
tell; they show. They don’t give directions; they accompany.
Nowadays, people are searching for answers more than ever.
It does not help any that for most of their questions, google comes to the
rescue, and gives thousands of lists from which to select. For one who loves to
dabble at cooking like myself, even recipes come in different forms, styles,
twists, and methods of cooking. One recipe is just one among many. For many of
us, faith in God is one among many options, and being Catholic, and acting like
one almost seems to be optional. One can still believe in God, and still in the
same vein, reject teachings that one does not like. Religion, they say, will
not save anyone, but faith in God does. The only problem is that faith is
reduced to a shallow sentimentalism that makes no demands, makes no rules, and simply
makes one feel good and smug about being sort of spiritual.
Today, the Lord’s teachings are a good reminder for all of
us. He is not just a teacher, but a mentor. He is not one who tells, but one
who shows. And he declares himself not one among many possible ways, but the
one WAY, the one TRUTH, the one LIFE.
And he does not just lead us to an undefined destination. He
leads us to the Father, because “I am going to the Father.”
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