Sometimes, the most thankless job is also the most important of all. For example, parenting is a thankless job. We did what we need to do because we love our children. We do not expect them to thank us nor return the favour. Yet, it is very fulfilling when you see them all grown up and stuffs like that.

Tonight, I went out on one of those thankless jobs. I wander around town, searching for some folks. Because I believe that somehow it will help. It was a hot, humid night and all I want is my aircond. But I kept going because I know something good will come out of it, though I do not know why.

Just before I strike out on the mission, I was sitting in church. Attending a triple language mass can be awfully boring when the hymns in Tamil or Mandarin do not touch your heart and you do not know what they are singing. So, my eyes start to zonk out. I stared at the ceiling. And I saw the statue of St. Francis Assisi standing above my head, looking down. I love that man. He is so comical. In fact, I adore St. Francis Assisi more than St. Joseph (the earthly father figure of baby Jesus) who was standing on my left.

No one can be as crazy as St. Francis. Well, as far as I am concerned, I only know like a handful of saints….. so St. Francis A is the best. During his life, St. Francis did many things considered stupid by people. He got himself a bunch of monks who were ridiculously funny because one of them stammered so hard, whenever he preached, people jeered and threw things at him. Yet, today, St. Francis Assisi left many legacies behind like those hospitals, orphanages and etc.

With that role model of doing things people considered stupid, I set out….into the darkness, the foul body ordor….the risk of getting misunderstood….the pure thankless job…and the danger of people thinking I am trying to achieve sainthood. The last one is the scariest thing because I myself do not know if I am trying to get the ‘mountain top’ feel or whether I have to do it because I feel I have to do it.

Anyway….I think I am born to do the stuffs other don’t care much about. It is probably the rebellious streak in me to go off the tangent. Maybe it is my Chinese zodiac sign of the dragon that has to outdo every expectations. Or maybe….

‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’

40″The King will reply, ‘I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.’

(Biblegateway)

Anyway..back to mass, I think today Ascension mass is the shortest. Thank God for Father Fab who breezed through within one hour and eleven minutes. But the best thing I can take away is his explanation on how one Jesus can be present at so many places at the same time. Long time ago, Father Stephen explained that as ‘a mirror which is broken into many pieces still shows many complete reflections’. Today, Father Fab merely said, “When Jesus was a man walking on earth, after He is Risen, he was merely one Jesus. But when he ascended to Heaven and return on Pentecost (10 days later) as the Holy Spirit, which is present in each of us, Jesus can be at Timbuktu and Antartic and Artic and Malaysia at the same time. Now, I am going to tell this to the Form One class….I hope it makes sense to them how one God can be present with so many people and not getting crazy like Bruce Almighty after getting too many prayer requests.