Εἰς τὸ ὄνομα τοῦ πατρὸς καὶ τοῦ υἱοῦ, καὶ τοῦ Ἁγίου Πνεύματος.
Πόσο τραγικὴ εἶναι ἡ σημερινὴ ἱστορία ἀπὸ τὴ ζωή τοῦ Χριστοῦ. Ἕνας ἄνθρωπος ἦταν παράλυτος γιὰ χρόνια. Βρισκόταν ξαπλωμένος σὲ μικρὴ ἀπόσταση ἀπό τὴν πηγὴ τῆς θεραπείας του, κι ὅμωςὁ ἴδιος δὲν εἶχε τήν δύναμη νὰ καταδυθεῖ στὸ νερό τοῦ καθαρισμοῦ. Καὶ κανείς, μὰ κανείς δὲν βρέθηκε ὅλα αὐτά τά χρόνια νά τοῦ δείξει συμπόνια. Ἄλλοι ἔσπευδαν νὰ εἶναι πρῶτοι γιὰ νὰ θεραπευτοῦν. Ἄλλοι ποὺ συνδέονταν μαζί τους μὲ δεσμοὺς ἀγάπης ἤ φιλίας τοὺς βοηθοῦσαν γιὰ νὰ θεραπευτοῦν. Ἀλλά οὔτε ἕνας δὲν εἷχε ρίξει μιὰ ματιὰ σ' αὐτόν τὸν ἄνδρα ποὺ γιὰ χρόνια λαχταροῦσε τὴν θεραπεία καὶ δὲν ἦταν ἰκανός νὰ βρεῖ τὴ δύναμη νὰ θεραπευτεῖ.
Ἄν ὑπῆρχε ἔστω κι ἕνας, ἄν μόνο μιὰ καρδιὰ ἀνταποκρινόταν μὲ συμπόνια, αὐτός ὁ ἄνθρωπος θὰ ἦταν ὑγιὴς πολλά-πολλά χρόνια νωρίτερα. Καθὼς κανείς, οὔτε ἕνας δὲν βρέθηκε νά τοῦ δείξει συμπόνια, τὸ μόνο πού τοῦ ἀπέμεινε- θὰ ἔλεγα τὸ μόνο ποὺ εἷχε- καί τὸ λέω αὐτὸ μὲ μιὰ αἴσθηση τρόμου- ἧταν ἡ ἄμεση παρέμβαση τοῦ Θεοῦ.
Περιστοιχιζόμαστε ἀπό ἀνθρώπους ποὺ βρίσκονται σὲ ἀνάγκη, δὲν εἶναι μόνο ἐκεῖνοι ποὺ ἔχουν κάποια παράλυση καὶ χρειάζονται βοήθεια. Ἀλλά τόσοι ἄλλοι ποὺ ἔχουν παραλύσει μέσα τους, καὶ ποὺ χρειάζονται νὰ συναντήσουν κάποιον νά τοὺς βοηθήσει. Ψυχικὰ παράλυτοι εἶναι ὅλοι ἐκεῖνοι ποὺ ἔχουν τρομάξει ἀπό τὴν ζωή, γιατὶ ἦταν γι' αὐτούς ἀντικείμενο τρόμου ἀπὸ τότε ποὺ γεννήθηκαν: γονεῖς χωρὶς εὐαισθησία, ἄκαρδοι, βίαιο περιβάλλον. Πόσοι εἶναι ἐκεῖνοι ποὺ ἤλπιζαν, ὅταν ἦταν ἀκόμα μικροί, ὅτι κάτι θὰ ὑπάρχει γι' αὐτούς στὴ ζωή. Ἀλλὰ ὄχι. Καμμιὰ συμπόνοια, καμμιὰ φιλία . Δέν ὑπῆρχε τίποτα. Κι ὅταν προσπάθησαν νὰ δεχθοῦν παρηγοριὰ καὶ στήριξη, δὲν ἔλαβαν κάτι. Κάθε φορά ποὺ πίστευαν ὅτι μποροῦσαν νὰ κάνουν κάτι τοὺς ἔλεγαν, «Μην προσπαθεῖς, δεν καταλαβαίνεις ὅτι εἶσαι ἀνίκανος γι’ αὐτό;» Καὶ ἔνοιωθαν ὅλο καὶ πιὸ μειονεκτικοί.
Πόσοι ἄνθρωποι ἦταν ἀνήμποροι νὰ ζήσουν, ἐπειδὴ ἦταν σωματικὰ ἀσθενεῖς, ὄχι ἐπαρκῶς δυνατοί. Ἀλλὰ βρέθηκε κάποιος νά τοὺς δώσει ἕνα χέρι βοηθείας; Βρῆκαν κάποιον νά τοὺς νοιώσει βαθειά, ὥστε νὰ βγεῖ ἀπο τὴν πορεία του γιά νὰ βοηθήσει; Καί πόσοι εἶναι τρομοκρατημένοι ἀπὸ τὴν ζωή τους και βιώνουν καταστάσεις βίας, φόβου, βαναυσότητας... Ἀλλὰ ὅλα αὐτὰ δὲν θὰ τοὺς εἶχαν πληγώσει, ἄν ὑπῆρχε κάποιος νά σταθεῖ δίπλα τους καὶ νὰ μὴν τοὺς ἐγκαταλείψει.
Ἑπομένως, ὅλοι μας, ἔχουμε γύρω μας ἀνθρώπους ποὺ βρίσκονται στὴν κατάσταση ποὺ βρισκόταν ὁ παραλυτικός. Ἄν ἐξετάσουμε τὸν ἑαυτό μας, θά δοῦμε ὅτι πολλοὶ ἀπό ἐμᾶς εἴμαστε ψυχικὰ παράλυτοι, ἀνίκανοι νὰ ἐκπληρώσουμε τὶς φιλοδοξίες τῶν ἀνθρώπων δίπλα μας· ἀνίκανοι γι’ αὐτὸ ποὺ λαχταροῦσαν νὰ εἶναι, ἀνίκανοι νὰ διακονήσουμε τοὺς ἄλλους μέ τὸν τρόπο ποὺ μιλάει ἡ καρδιά τους ἀνήμποροι νά κάνουμε ὁ,τιδήποτε γιὰ ὅ,τι προσδοκοῦσαν, γιατὶ ὁ φόβος, ἡ συντριβή ἔχει κυριαρχήσει στὴ ζωή τους.
Καί ὅλοι, ὅλοι μας εἴμαστε ὑπεύθυνοι γιά τὸν καθένα. Εἴμαστε ἀμοιβαῖα ὑπεύθυνοι ὁ ἕνας γιά τὸν ἄλλο· γιατί ἄν κοιτάξουμε δεξιὰ ἤ ἀριστερά μας, πόσα ξέρουμε γιά τοὺς ἀνθρώπους ποὺ βρίσκονται δίπλα μας; Ξέρουμε πόσο εἶναι συντετριμμένοι; Πόσο πόνο ἔχουν στὴν καρδιά τους; Πόση ἀγωνία ὑπῆρξε στὴν ζωή τους; Πόσες χαμένες ἐλπίδες, πόσος φόβος κι ἀπόρριψη καὶ περιφρόνηση, ποὺ νά τοὺς ἔχουν κάνει νὰ περιφρονοῦν τοὺς ἑαυτούς τους, ἀνίκανους ἀκόμα καὶ γιὰ αὐτοσεβασμό- πόσο μᾶλλον νὰ ἔχουν τὸ κουράγιο νὰ κάνουν ἕνα βῆμα πρός τὴν θεραπεία, τὴν θεραπεία γιά τὴν ὁποία μιλᾶ τὸ εὐαγγέλιο σ' αὐτὸ τὸ εδάφιο ;
Ἄς προβληματιστοῦμε. Ἄς κοιτάξουμε ὁ ἕνας τὸν ἄλλο κι ἄς ἀναρρωτηθοῦμε: Πόση ἀδυναμία κρύβει ἐκεῖνος ὁ ἄνθρωπος; Πόσος πόνος ἔχει συσσωρευτεῖ στὴν καρδιά του; Πόσος φόβος γιὰ τὴ ζωή – ποὺ ζωὴ εἶναι ὁ πλησίον μου, οἱ ἄνθρωποι ποὺ εἶναι ἡ ἴδια ἡ ζωή,- ἔχει κυριεύσει τήν ὕπαρξή μου;
Ἄς κοιτάξουμε τὸν ἄλλο μὲ κατανόηση, μὲ προσοχή. Ὁ Χριστὸς εἶναι ἐκεῖ. Μπορεῖ νά θεραπεύσει, ναί. Ἀλλά ἔχουμε εὐθύνη γιά τὸν ἄλλο ἄνθρωπο, ὑπάρχουν τόσοι τρόποι μέ τοὺς ὁποίους μποροῦμε νά γίνουμε τά μάτια τοῦ Χριστοῦ ποὺ βλέπουν ὅσους ἔχουν ἀνάγκη, τ' αὐτιά Του ποὺ ἀκοῦν τὶς κραυγές, τὰ χέρια Του πού στηρίζουν καὶ θεραπεύουν ἤ ποὺ κάνουν δυνατή τὴ θεραπεία ἑνὸς ἀνθρώπου.
Ἄς κοιτάξουμε αὐτή τὴν παραβολὴ μὲ νέα ματιά· ὄχι μέ τὴν σκέψη ὅτι αὐτὸς ὁ ταλαίπωρος ἄνθρωπος, πρὶν δύο χιλιάδες χρόνια ἦταν τόσο τυχερός ποὺ ὁ Χριστὸς ἔτυχε νὰ βρίσκεται κοντά του, γιὰ νὰ κάνει τελικὰ αὐτὸ ποὺ θὰ εἶχε κάνει ὁ πλησίον. Ἄς κοιτάξουμε ὁ ἕνας τὸν ἄλλο κι ἄς ἔχουμε συμπόνια, ἐνεργὴ συμπόνια· ἐπίγνωση· ἀγάπη, ἄν μποροῦμε. Καί τότε αὐτὴ ἡ παραβολή, δὲν θά μᾶς ἔχει μιλήσει καὶ δὲν θὰ ἔχει σχετιστεῖ μάταια με τὴ ζωή μας. Ἀμήν.
Χριστὸς Ἀνέστη! Ἀληθῶς Ἀνέστη!
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Πρωτότυπο Κείμενο
SUNDAY OF THE PARALYTIC
21 May 2000
In the Name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost.
How tragic today's story of the life of Christ is. A man had been paralysed for years. He had lain at a short distance from healing, but he himself had no strength to merge into the waters of ablution. And no one - no one in the course of all these years - had had compassion on him.
The ones rushed to be the first in order to be healed. Others who were attached to them by love, by friendship, helped them to be healed. But no one cast a glance at this man, who for years had longed for healing and was not in himself able to find strength to become whole.
If only one person had been there, if only one heart had responded with compassion, this man might have been whole years and years earlier. As no one, not one person, had compassion on him, all that was left to him - and I say all that was left to him with a sense of horror - was the direct intervention of God.
We are surrounded by people who are in need. It is not only people who are physically paralysed who need help. There are so many people who are paralysed in themselves, and need to meet someone who would help them. Paralysed in themselves are those who are terrified of life, because life has been an object of terror for them since they were born: insensitive parents, heartless, brutal surroundings. How many are those who hoped, when they were still small, that there would be something for them in life. But no. There wasn't. There was no compassion. There was no friendliness. There was nothing. And when they tried to receive comfort and support, they did not receive it. Whenever they thought they could do something they were told, 'Don't try. Don't you understand that you are incapable of this?' And they felt lower and lower.
How many were unable to fulfil their lives because they were physically ill, and not sufficiently strong… But did they find someone to give them a supporting hand? Did they find anyone who felt so deeply for them and about them that they went out of their way to help? And how many those who are terrified of life, lived in circumstances of fear, of violence, of brutality… But all this could not have taken them if there had been someone who have stood by them and not abandoned them.
So we are surrounded, all of us, by people who are in the situation of this paralytic man. If we think of ourselves we will see that many of us are paralysed, incapable of fulfilling all their aspirations; incapable of being what they longed for, incapable of serving others the way their heart speaks; incapable of doing anything they longed for because fear, brokenness has come into them.
And all of us, all of us were responsible for each of them. We are responsible, mutually, for one another; because when we look right and left at the people who stand by us, what do we know about them? Do we know how broken they are? How much pain there is in their hearts? How much agony there has been in their lives? How many broken hopes, how much fear and rejection and contempt that has made them contemptuous of themselves and unable even to respect themselves - not to speak of having the courage of making a move towards wholeness, that wholeness of which the Gospel speaks in this passage and in so many other places?
Let us reflect on this. Let us look at each other and ask ourselves, 'How much frailty is there in him or her? How much pain has accumulated in his or her heart? How much fear of life - but life expressed by my neighbour, the people whom I should be able to count for life - has come in to my existence?
Let us look at one another with understanding, with attention. Christ is there. He can heal; yes. But we will be answerable for each other, because there are so many ways in which we should be the eyes of Christ who sees the needs, the ears of Christ who hears the cry, the hands of Christ who supports and heals or makes it possible for the person to be healed.
Let us look at this parable of the paralytic with new eyes; not thinking of this poor man two thousand years ago who was so lucky that Christ happened to be near him and in the end did what every neighbour should have done. Let us look at each other and have compassion, active compassion; insight; love if we can. And then this parable will not have been spoken or this event will not have been related to us in vain. Amen.
CHRIST IS RISEN! HE IS RISEN INDEED!
