When the Good Shepherd has brought out all his own, he goes ahead of them, and the sheep follow him because they know his voice. They will not follow a stranger, but they will run from him because they do not know the voice of strangers. John 10:4-5

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly. John 10:10

We were able to meet some of the teens this last week albeit for a short period. Wallace needed his documents. We have some of their documents for safekeeping. As you can imagine, it is easy to lose these things in the streets. However, now the State is giving some financial assistance and Wallace needs his documents to get access to some aid during this quarantine. It was good to see Wallace again. It has been more than a month. His first reaction was to give us a hug. We had to refrain. It wasn’t easy. Expressing our affection is part and parcel of our relationship. It is hard to have this essential element of our relationship stripped away from us even though it is just temporary. At least, we hope that this is the case. Many things have changed. Wallace has realized this. Nevertheless, he hasn’t quite grasped everything. Most likely, he never will. He is a young adult but he has the simplicity and innocence of a young child. He just turned 22 recently. We had plans to celebrate his birthday in a nice bakery where he could order his favorite dessert. He was looking forward to it. Unfortunately, everything has changed since then.

With Wallace came Gabriel who is not much different from him. They share a simple way of looking at life. Initially, he wanted to hug us too but we told him that we need to be careful. He understood. We were getting ready to go home and Gabriel asked if he could walk with us for part of the way. I asked him what he thought about all the changes taking place. He did not know what to make of it. However, he said that he missed the days when we were all together….when everything was “normal… We missed these days too. We looked forward to being with the children and teens everyday. Meeting them brought joy and meaning to our life. Now, it is gone. We know that it is temporary and necessary. It feels like something permanent has taken place. Our foundations are shaken. Things that used to bring fulfillment and significance to our lives are suddenly no longer there. And what about abundant life? Can we find it in the midst of this?

Obviously, the appropriate answer to this question will be a resounding, “Yes!” However, we cannot accept this answer without careful reflection and honest questioning. Only then it can bring much needed comfort to our soul. We cannot resort to superficial optimism as well. Repeating mantras like all these things will pass soon. Well, nothing in this world whether good or bad is forever. To say that everything will eventually pass is stating the obvious. Saying everything will gradually go back to normal is also baseless and in some situations callous. Almost three thousand have died in the city of São Paulo from the virus and there is nothing to indicate that it will slow down. These people will be permanently missing in the lives of the relatives and friends. We desire that things to go back to normal because we, as human beings, don’t like changes. Nobody likes changes even a slight one means that we need to adjust ourselves to a new environment. We are right to dread changes. We cannot to go through something like a worldwide pandemic and expect everything to go back to normal. If anything, in order to move forward, we need to be courageous to face the truth. The life that we constructed and based our happiness upon is very fragile. It doesn’t take much to make everything come stumbling down.

We began this year hopeful. We were building new relationships and enjoying a deepening of our ministry. We never imagined that a microscopic organism was going to bring everything to a halt. This city has seen slavery, revolutions, civil and military dictatorship, gang violence, corrupt politicians and many atrocities. None of these things ever paralysed it. Despite all the immense social problems, people always had time to hug and kiss each other even a complete stranger, the way people shake hands in other countries. We thought that this year was going to be a year of stronger relationships with our children and teens. Now, we hardly see them. We sense an emptiness in our lives. They sense an emptiness in their lives. We are surrounded with people who are locked in their apartments with a sense of separation and anxiety. Everyday, we hear the news that tells us that this is not going to end soon. I know the appropriate answer to the previous question is, “Yes! There is abundant life in this absurd circumstance in which we find ourselves.” It is the Truth and does not change with situations. It is the one thing that remains. It is the one thing that is most difficult to see and grasp now. This is why we need to listen. It can be easy now because all the other voices that have been promising us the good and happy life seem to be weak and almost drowned in the silence of the quarantine. They are not the voice of the Good Shepherd. His voice always lingers on despite the chaos and hopelessness. Nothing silences His Voice.

Wallace wasn’t the only young adult we met this week. We still meet Felipe weekly. We help him with some of his groceries. He is having a hard time with the changes too. Like the rest, he always wants to hug us each time we meet. However, he knows that he has to think about the welfare of his infant son at home. He needs to be extra careful. I met Felipe by myself one day. I needed to go to the grocery store and I met him to give him some money for his necessities. Since I was going to go in a different direction, I said our goodbye almost immediately. However, he asked if he could walk with me part of the way. I can’t remember what we were talking about but it was interesting. We did not want our conversation to end. Then I spoke to him about “words”. To be precise, about reading. I am trying to get him into reading.

I told him that “words” have the power to make us create images in our minds and once we conjure up these images, the words become our very own. No one can steal this from us. I saw Felipe’s face lit up. He understood what I was saying. I shared my experience about reading the Bible or literary work and how it invite us to become part of new worlds through our imagination. It enables us put ourselves in the lives of others especially those who suffer and we can sense how they feel. I told him that watching a movie is different. We participate but only as spectators. We watch images conjured in someone else’s imagination. They don’t belong to us. We cannot own them. Then he wanted to share something that happened to him recently. On his way to his home after our last meeting, he saw a beggar and suddenly he felt in his heart something heavy and sad. He went into the grocery store and bought milk and sandwich for the man with the little money he had. He said when he gave the man these things, his heart was consumed by a sense of peace. As I listened to his story, I realized that abundant life is still here.

It wasn’t the action of Felipe that moved me. It was very loving and sensitive of him to share the little that he has with those who have less. This in itself is special. However, the Good Shepherd revealed something more profound at that precise moment to me. It is easy to confuse abundant life as amalgamation of functions or services but in reality, this is just an illusion. What we do does not constitute abundant life. It is about listening to the voice of the Good Shepherd. Felipe listened to the Shepherd’s voice and it brought him peace and life. Listening to the voice is not a single event in our lives. It is a daily practice. We can also drown His voice. It is still easy to do this. We can still try to seek voices which entice us to follow a path of self-destruction. This was the norm in this world and we might be tempted to keep things as they were. However, the Good Shepherd is here and He is calling us. When we harken to His voice, it will bring the peace and joy of the abundant life. Felipe wasn’t trying to listen to the voice of the Good Shepherd. He was just available for God to speak to him. Then, he heard his voice through the beggar. We don’t have to stress ourselves by trying to listen to God’s beckoning. We just need to be available to listen to His voice coming from sources where we least expect it.