The final word is love
Dorothy Day, a lady whose revolutionary work of compassion still shines a light today. Below is a part of the postscript to her wonderful book ‘The Long Loneliness’, describing the journey of The Catholic Workers.
… We were just sitting there talking when lines of people began to form, saying, “We need bread.” We could not say, “Go, be thou filled.” If there were six small loaves and a few fishes, we had to divide them. There was always bread.
We were just sitting there talking and people moved in on us. Let those who can take it, take it. Some moved out and that made room for more. And somehow the walls expanded.
We were just sitting there talking and someone said, “Let’s all go live on a farm.” It was as casual as all that, I often think. It just came about. It just happened. I found myself, a barren woman, the joyful mother of children. It is not always easy to be joyful, to keep in mind the duty of delight.
The most significant thing about The Catholic Worker is poverty, some say.
The most significant thing is community, others say. We are not alone anymore.
But the final word is love…. We cannot love God unless we love each other, and to love we must know each other…. Heaven is a banquet and life is a banquet…
It all happened while we sat there talking, and it is still going on.
Dorothy Day: The Long Loneliness