Second Sunday in Ordinary Time
18/19 January 2019
A poignant and positive reflection prompted by the following published letter
On Monday, University of Queensland Liberal National Club president Wilson Gavin died following his involvement in a protest against a drag queen event at a Brisbane library. His family has released the following statement:
To everyone who knew our son and brother and shared their stories of who Wilson Gavin really was – we thank you.
To those who have described Wilson as “a deeply troubled young man”, including so-called family members – with all due respect – you never knew him.
Wilson Gavin died on Monday. He
To anyone who is or was angry with Wilson – we know he regularly got the “how” wrong and occasionally got the “what” wrong. This made us angry with him too.
To the LGBTIQA+ communities and Rainbow Families Queensland – we love and support you.
To young, politically motivated people of all persuasions – we implore you to seek kind and wise mentors who will guide you, and not use you or wash their hands of you when you no longer serve their purposes.
To those who are now regretting words said or typed in anger that may have contributed to another person’s suffering – we know and share your pain all too well.
To the people impacted by our son’s decision to end his life in the way that he did – words cannot express our sorrow for you.
To the police and emergency services personnel who have treated us with such dignity and compassion, and work with this type of trauma far too often – you have our deepest respect and gratitude.
We loved Wil for his compassion and sense of justice – just some of the many things he got right.
We respected the unwavering strength of his convictions and desire to make the world better.
And we admired Wil’s drive to contribute, so often in ways not many knew about – like serving at a soup kitchen every Saturday or the year he spent teaching kids in Mongolia. He would regularly give the last note in his wallet to a homeless person on the street.
Wil worked tirelessly for causes without personal gain, gratitude, or in some cases, loyalty.
We remember him as a devoted and loving son and brother. We will love him, always and will be forever grateful he was part of our family.
The King who Weeps
I’m writing this three days before the Feast of Christ the King: and the Gospel set for today is Luke 19:41-44 “As Jesus drew near to Jerusalem and came in sight of the city he shed tears over it.” I think he still weeps over it.
And the tears of Jesus are joined with the tears of many who weep for a Holy Land that knows neither peace nor justice.
An image of tears made more poignant this week by President Trump overturning International Law and recognizing Jewish settlements, established by force, in the occupied Palestinian Territories. Settlements declared illegal under International Law, settlements creating Jewish outposts on the land of indigenous Palestinians - their homes, farms and businesses first being destroyed by the Jewish settlers. Jewish settlements that will ensure that the ever increasing land grab will deny the Palestinians a viable state.
President Trump justifies this overturning of International Law by saying it is simply recognising the local reality and that it will lead to peace between Israel and Palestine. Since when do we declare evil and unjust acts against people legal, simply because it is a current reality? And how does injustice and dispossession ever bring true peace?
Trump’s actions have made me ponder why Western nations (like the USA and Australia), that boast of their democracy and their freedom, seem ever ready to condemn injustice, and any breach in International Law, by some nations but not others, especially Israel - a State we must never criticize.
I once thought it was all about salving the West’s conscience over the evil of the holocaust. I now wonder if it is because the State of Israel, and its increasing expansion into Palestine, has been at the cost of the dispossession, persecution and injustice meted out to the indigenous Palestinians - a story to close for comfort for the USA, built on the dispossession of the native Indians, and Australia, built on the dispossession of our indigenous Aboriginals.
The Feast of Christ the King is a reminder to us that true kingship is found not on a throne but on one’s knees, weeping with the victims of man’s inhumanity to man – with the crucified ones - and having the courage to go all the way to the Cross for believing that integrity, peace, justice, mercy and compassion, are worth dying for - and are the only true signs of leadership. Only when we have the courage to speak truth to power, weep with the victim and act in conscience for what is right, good, noble and just will we, together with Christ, build up the kingdom of God.