…is it?
 
Remember when Jesus said, “Whatever you do for the least of my brothers, you do for me”?
 
We all believe that with some degree of faith, but if you’re like me, that faith is pretty small. Consider: A man is new to your parish and wants to go to Adoration, but he is handicapped in a way that causes him to have to ask for someone to take him there? Would you take him?
 
If this situation doesn’t exactly fit Jesus’ words, I don’t know one that would, and it just so happens this hypothetical situation is real and is at the parish where I am the adoration scheduler.
 
I sent out an email to all the adorers describing this man’s humble request for someone to take him to and from adoration. He even said that he would go at anytime, stay for any length, and leave at any time to be as little a burden as possible, bless his heart.
 
No one responded to the email.

I can’t condemn them because Guess What? I am an adorer, too, and I also haven’t responded! I thought to myself when I sent out the email: “Surely someone will volunteer to take him and then my job will be done. I could take him, but I’m busy and go straight from work to adoration and then back. Picking him up would add an extra 15 minutes to my trip.”
 
Behind this excuse lies the truth: My faith is so weak that I don’t really believe Jesus’ words that taking this man to adoration is the same as taking our Lord Himself. Harsh? Yeah. But true, because if I did believe that I could take Jesus somewhere, wouldn’t I do it in a heartbeat?
 
I mean, what an honor to take Jesus somewhere because for some reason he was helpless to get there himself. Every person on our adoration schedule would be clamoring to take Jesus if humanly possible, including me, and yet, neither me nor any of the adorers accepted this invitation.
 
Other adorers may have good reasons preventing them from helping this man spend time with Jesus (family duties for example), but I have no good reasons, just selfish excuses.
 
I’ve found that this is the way in which God leads me–not by extraordinary means but by ordinary ones:
He doesn’t give me visions of Heaven (or Hell) nor does he speak in my ear and tell me where to go. Instead, he has taught me his truth through his Church in the Sacred Scriptures and Tradition, and then, like clockwork, he gives me the opportunities in my daily, time-squeezed life to put his words into practice.
 
People want to see Jesus and his mother and flock to the latest reported image that bears their resemblance, whether in a piece of toasted bread or on the underpass of a highway because they don’t quite believe that Jesus is right down the street at their local parish’s celebration of daily Mass. “That’s too ordinary!” And yet that is where Jesus is.
 
He said it, and he has done it.
Now it’s up to us to believe it.
 
“But when the Son of Man comes, will he find faith on earth?”