“And the King shall answer and say unto them, Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.”Matthew 25:40
We seek to explain this until it fits within the frameworks of judgment and worthiness we have already chosen. We hasten to justify how a drunken homeless man is outside of our responsibility. We immediately discard the spider hiding in the bathroom as clearly not one of the brethren and not even worthy of stewardship.
Yet, somehow, after arising from meditation we rescue that stranded spider. Yet, somehow, after arising from prayer we do not ignore the beggar. As we wash the dishes and try to stay wholly present, the incandescent sparkles of light bouncing off these lead us to wash them kindly. As the awe and glory of the natural world captures us, our very feet walk the earth with kindness. The qualifications vanish when we forget our dreams of identity.
The justifications are there only when we have once again applied the dirt of blindness and discretion to our eyes. The roles of the house, the hierarchy of business, the greed and fear and insecurity are all in that dirt. It is the mental and emotional distance from ourselves that allow us to ignore the holiness that gleams from every crack and crevice.
Without the false distance, we wander as beings of light gently touching all things with hands of kindness. Until we remember ourselves, the very wind of grace supports us and we need not strive.
When you reach out with compassion and love to the least of these, you are abandoning the illusion for the truth. Abandoning yourself, you become a living prayer whereby the Beloved reignites the holy spark in another.
There are no qualifications. There is no difference between your offering of a healing hand to another and the Beloved’s gift to you. You refuse the divine gift until you offer forth the miracle.