" When Christ said: ''I was hungry and you fed me,'' he didn't mean only the hunger for bread and for food; he also meant the hunger to be loved. Jesus himself experienced this loneliness. He came amongst his own and his own received him not, and it hurt him then and it has kept on hurting him. The same hunger, the same loneliness, the same having no one to be accepted by and to be loved and wanted by. Every human being in that case resembles Christ in his loneliness; and that is the hardest part, that's real hunger." - Mother Teresa
This quote is so humbling to me from this perspective... gives me an even deeper realization to the character of the Lord and how connected He is to me, personally. "He came amongst His own and His own received Him not". Wow. Actually... that seems to be a pretty continuous thing, right? He so desperately wants to be our Deliverer, our Redeemer, or spirit of hope... ["his own"] and so often we [I] doubt. I tend to think my way is better than his soveriegn plan.
I always thought of "the Jews" as Jesus "own" that he is talking about there... but now, it's easy to see you are right - he's talking about mankind in a more broad sense I think. "His own" I think refers more to those like him in humanity than those who are like him in Jewish heritage, or even the elect he came for & has redeemed. Nice short, powerful point!
ReplyDelete~Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;
ReplyDeleteNaught be all else to me, save that Thou art.
Thou my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
~ Be Thou my Wisdom, Thou my true Word;
I ever with Thee, Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father, I thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
~Be Thou my battle-shield, sword for my fight,
Be Thou my dignity, Thou my delight.
Thou my soul's shelter, Thou my high tower.
Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.
~Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise,
Thou mine inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
~High King of heaven, my victory won,
May I reach heaven's joys, O bright heav'ns Son!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, O ruler of all.