She was just fifteen and had just graduated from a lace-making school in
Brugge, far different from the universities we now know. These schools
were more like children's sweat shops, with the emphasis on sweat. She
was actually a bit old to be in such a school. 5 years-old girls were
attending it, hunching over lace pillows twelve hours a day.
Lace, the latest vogue, had begun to be popular in the 16th century.
Even two centuries later, men favored giving lace items to their beloved
ones, and it was always being received with sheer admiration. And women
weren't the only ones to adorn themselves with lace. Men, especially
those in high society, used it to dress up their attire as well!
Unfortunately, those who toiled making these precious gifts were totally
ignored. Thousands of girls and women sacrificed their health to make
this delicate lace, and despite long hours, they hardly made enough to
make ends meet. Why? Because the stores naturally received a decent
profit for selling the lace, and those who served as the go-betweens
between the workers and the merchants also took 15-35% of the profits.
In the end, the ones who made the lace, and thus deserved to profit from
it, were paid an outrageously small salary. They were generally earning
less than half of what a regular factory worker was making.
Thinking about these poor people, my thoughts began to drift, and I
wondered if our world has developed more compassion for these types of
people. It's then that I remembered the few times that I've been
approached by a homeless person in search of a handout. You see, I had
it all figured out! If I give this homeless person money, he will spend
it on booze and make himself even more miserable. So I did exactly like
the priests and Levites in Jesus' parable "The Good Samaritan" (See Luke
10: 30-35). I passed by on the other side of the road!
What a
shame! I repent now for these actions, for I am horrified that I was so
filled with myself. After all, how would Jesus have reacted to such a
plea?
If we don't have the luxury of spending time with the poor
in order to feed them a decent meal, the least we could do is give them
support through monetary means. Love gives. Love builds up. "Knowledge
puffs up while love builds up." (1 Corinthians 8:1, NIV2). It is not our
place to make their decisions for them. Our place is to give, encourage,
and support.
How many poor have we helped so far? Unless we live
on an otherwise uninhabited island, there are poor around us everywhere.
They are hungry for relief from their circumstances, and even more so,
they hunger for hope. Will we provide them with what they hunger for?
It is true that there are those who specialize in deceit. They
aren't poor at all, nonetheless, they beg for money. We all have met
this kind of person. Let us not fall into the trap of "Because of the
increase of wickedness, the love of most will grow cold," (Matthew
24:12, NIV2).
Love is always the answer. If it were not for the
fact that love came down from heaven, where would we be? Where would our
hope be? If love had not been willingly to die on a cross for each one
of us, where would we turn? Love is the answer to all problems, our own
included.
Would you like to buy some lace? Your beloved one will
sure enjoy it.
But . . . Isn't love much more than
superficially-purchased goods?
Rob Chaffart