In today’s Lord of the Rings passage we read:
Aragorn said, ‘So much has happened this day and we have such need of haste, that I have forgotten that you were hurt; and Sam too. You should have spoken. We have done nothing to ease you, as we ought, though all the orcs of Moria were after us.'”
And in today’s Scripture readings we hear:
Jesus said to them in reply, ‘Those who are healthy do not need a physician, but the sick do. I have not come to call the righteous to repentance but sinners.'”
Life is lived on the battlefield: we are under constant duress, constant stress, constant activity, constant momentum. It takes effort for us to pause and reflect; it takes even more focus to rest and recover. Amidst all that’s happening, both things of real haste and false urgency, we often miss the hurts we have gained, and the stumbling of others. We focus on the healthy, not the sick: but it is the wounded, the suffering, the troubled, whether physically or spiritual, that require the most attention. Yet we cannot stop time, and pretend like our duties and responsibilities do not exist just because there are hurts to be healed. Instead, we must practice the challenging art of battlefield medicine: find brief respite where possible, healing what we can, easing burdens and loads by taking on more ourselves when we are capable. Compared to retreat and refuge, such support may feel paltry; but in the field hospitals of life, such acts have exponential impact.