STUDENT VOICES | CHYNN PRIZE HONORABLE MENTION
By John Tracey
“For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, a stranger and you welcomed me, naked and you clothed me, ill and you cared for me, in prison and you visited me. . . Amen, I say to you, whatever you did for one of these least brothers of mine, you did for me” (Matthew 25: 35-36, 40)
This quote has been a stinging thorn pushing into my stable, privileged, and comfortable life. As part of the gospel, I am bound as a Christian to take Jesus’ challenge seriously, but also as a self-centered, flawed human being I wrestle with this quote’s implications: why should I care for the hungry, the thirsty, the homeless, the least of Jesus’ brothers who often appear dirty, unkempt, frightening, and coarse mannered?
Throughout my time at Fordham, I have come to a working conclusion, a best guess informed by the destabilizing experience of living in the Bronx. This may seem like a non-sequitur, but Ursula K. Le Guin captures my conclusion perfectly in her science fiction novel The Dispossessed, “And in the eyes you see the splendor, the splendor of the human spirit.”
I have found that when I look into the eyes of the hungry, the thirsty, the dirty, and the coarse, if I let their humanity attack my own resisting brain, then I cannot turn away and I cannot put back the blinders. At the same time, I know that “the road to hell is paved with good intentions,” and that intelligence and reason should inform how I respond when I can no longer turn away.
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