Showing posts with label Duty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Duty. Show all posts

Wednesday, 18 September 2019

Daily Meditation

Doing Your Duty

The human ear is a strange appendage. Ears come in all sizes and shapes; they are the delight of the cartoonist, who can capture caricatures easily by exaggerating their angles. The appendix and the coccyx have been dubbed “vestigial appendices” by those convinced of their relatively useless functional value. No one has ever called the ear “vestigial,” as its value is not so much cosmetic but functional. Jesus put it succinctly: “He who has ears to hear, let him hear.”
We are endowed by our Creator with certain inalienable responsibilities, among which are love, obedience, and the pursuit of vocation. These may be summed up with one four-letter word that has become a modern-day obscenity: duty. Duty involves answering a summons, responding to an obligation, and heeding a call.
Our ears are assaulted daily by a cacophony of sounds making it difficult at times to distinguish between a bona fide call and senseless noise. We get phone calls, fire calls, wake-up calls, cat calls, crank calls, house calls, bad calls (by referees), and late calls for dinner. We get calls from our bosses, our teachers, and Uncle Sam; calls to departure gates, sales calls, and nature calls.
Only one call carries the force of absolute and ultimate obligation. I may ignore my phone calls and defy even the call of Uncle Sam, fleeing to Canada while nursing a hope for future amnesty. The call of God may also be ignored or disobeyed, but never with impunity. I may marry Betty or Sally and live in Chicago or Tuscaloosa. I may build a small house or a big house, or even live in an apartment. I can drive a Cadillac or a Hondait’s a free country. With respect to vocation, however, it is not a free universe. One absolute, nonnegotiable requirement of my life is that I be true to my vocation. This is my duty.

Coram Deo

Are you responding to the call of God? Are you being true to the vocation to which you are called?

Passages for Further Study

Thursday, 15 March 2018

Personally Involved in Misery . . . Why?

The Answer Lies in One Word--Duty

We have been reading Georgina Battiscombe's biography of the 7th Earl of Shaftesbury.  It is insightful and instructive.  For anyone wanting to come to grips with the Victorian period it ought to be considered an essential read.    

It is a skillful account, insofar as Battiscombe gives us a "warts and all" rendition.  We have often made mention of God being pleased to strike straight blows with crooked sticks--and this case is no exception.  Shaftesbury was actually Anthony Ashley-Cooper and became the 7th Earl of Shaftesbury on the death of his father.  He spent his entire adult life labouring on behalf of those who were sorely afflicted.  Whilst he had a sterling career, firstly in the Commons, then in the House of Lords, it was not one removed from those he was seeking to help.  He was driven by a genuine human compassion--and aided therein by the faithful help of his wife, Minnie.

Here is an excerpt at the beginning of Battiscombe's biography which gives us a measure of the man.  Ashley-Cooper had been made one of fifteen commissioners charged with the licensing and inspection of mental asylums: