4 November, Tuesday — Gifts Are Meant To Be Used

Prayer to St. Charles Borromeo

O Saintly reformer, animator of spiritual renewal of priests and religious, you organized true seminaries and wrote a standard catechism. Inspire all religious teachers and authors of catechetical books. Move them to love and transmit only that which can form true followers of the Teacher who was divine. Amen.

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Rm 12:3-13
Jn 10:11-16

Each of you must judge himself soberly by the standard of the faith God has given him… Our gifts differ according to the grace given us.

When my father was recovering from a stroke and a long-term hospitalisation stint, my brother and I convinced my mother to renovate their home so that they could live more comfortably and safely when dad returned. What seemed like a logical decision was a long-drawn persuasion journey . She was resistant to change. In hindsight, grief and depression, as well as old age, are great impediments during such seasons in the family. If you (like me) find yourself in this phase, pray for supernatural patience, wisdom, and kindness when navigating the emotional and literal mess. Thank God we finally had a go-ahead.

During the major overhaul of my parents’ belongings in order to make home renovations, I had to contend with several ‘mountains’. The first mountain was decades of stored items, functional and faulty possessions, trinkets and trash. In short, clutter. The second mountain was sentimental memorabilia of both parents — those that belonged to my dad became harder to decide as he was not around and we grieved the things he used to enjoy doing (hobbies and half-started DIY projects, newspaper cuttings, and books) but could not anymore. The third mountain was unopened and unused gifts. Some of these items were shocking to behold. My mother kept a gift-set of wedding pots, pans and electronic bread-maker from my grandmother, from their housewarming party three decades ago (!!!), and even gifts from me which I proudly bought with my first salary and other life events. Does this sound familiar to some of us?

As I looked on, I grieved the wasted opportunity to enjoy these items and the convenience and fun some of them might have offered. When questioned, my mother had one reply, “sayang” (a word in Malay). This word holds multiple meanings and I think it aptly captured the moment: sayang can be a term of affection for loved ones, and is also an expression of pity, regret, or loss. Because of its duality, this term can mean both endearment and sorrow — which was truly how that we both felt.

With the home finally partially-renovated, my dad back home to live together, and their appreciation of the bettered domestic arrangement, I heaved another sigh of “sayang”. Why? Throughout my education and training as an architect, I had tried to persuade my parents to allow me to renovate their home, both as piety and practice. But I was met with refusal. At the same time, it was ironic: I was no longer living with them. I had a career pivot to become an educator. Yet, now I was permitted to help them rebuild their lives in some sense.

In today’s scripture for the Memorial of St Charles Borromeo, St Paul urges the new Christians to use the gifts you have been given; not to overstate one’s importance in the overall scheme of community and life, but to humbly apply oneself as the moment calls one to.

“Just as each of our bodies has several parts and each part has a separate function, so all of us, in union with Christ, form one body, and as parts of it we belong to each other” (Rm 12:4-5). St Paul reminds us that our unique gifts (the skills and tools God blesses us with whether by innate ability, talent, training or education) are to be used “as your faith suggests; if administration, then use it for administration; if teaching, then use it for teaching. (Rm 12:7)

The sweet irony is my gifts had never left me, so to speak. The skills of design, project planning and stakeholder management, knowledge and strategic problem-solving were still relevant, though applied in an unexpected capacity and season. In hindsight, I was able to attend to my entire family’s needs, and also design and manage both my parents’ and my own home renovation during this season, precisely as I was now an educator with a flexible work arrangement. I certainly could not have imagined a life like this before. Only God knew.

In short, St Paul exults us: “Work for the Lord with untiring effort and with great earnestness of spirit. If you have hope, this will make you cheerful. Do not give up if trials come; and keep on praying.” (Rm 12:11-12).

We have all been given gifts and abilities — let us use them wisely. One greatest gift which few fully appreciate until it is untimely snatched away, is the gift of time, will and energy. These precious gifts of the living are not to be stored away dustily, but used abundantly and with great reverence for their rarity. Otherwise, one day the look and sigh of “sayang” might be ours to have. Even so, rejoice always in the Lord, for He is good and can turn every thing to good for His own sake.

(Today’s OXYGEN by Debbie Loo)

Prayer: We pray for our parents who are advanced in their years and need our steadfast love, care and assurance. We pray too for those in the sandwich generation who are struggling to juggle life’s many demands — grant us discernment and the grace of love, hope, perseverance, trust and joy.

Thanksgiving: Thank you, gracious Father, for the gift of time, will and energy. Help us to give glory to you by our choices and actions.

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