The Road Less Traveled

There is the wide road used by most people of this world and there is the narrow way, the Road Less Traveled. This blog is about experiences, people and places on the narrow path. I lived and worked in North Africa for many years. That is my outer journey. But my inner journey is spiritual, global and universal. In 2012, I moved to the Golden Triangle region of SE Asia (Laos, Myanmar, Thailand). I have started a whole new adventure. Come join me on the Road Less Traveled. Without and within.

My Photo
Name:
Location: City on a Hill, Golden Triangle

Artist, teacher, peace-maker, world traveler, global citizen.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Blessing Beggars

One usually thinks of beggars as needy people, looking for a handout and having nothing to give in return. That's logical.
But, in this culture, beggars perform a special role of blessing. They provide an opportunity for you to give zakat or offering, thus fulfilling your religious duty to the poor.

I was reminded of that today.
Sitting in the car waiting at school, a beggar walked up to the window, held out his hand, and launched into his supplication.
At first, I wasn't interested, but then i changed my mind. I reached for a 1 dirham coin (10 cents US) and asked him, "Where is your home?"

He said some long Berber name of an unrecognizable place. "iduaganufidif" or something like that. Except that I recognized the name! I recognized the beggar - I gave to him last week at school!
"Hey, I recognize you! I saw you last week!" I exclaimed.
"Oh no..." he mumbled.
"Where are your children?" I questioned.
"They are in the village," he replied.
Then, I gave him the coin.

Immediately, he launched into an elaborate religious pronouncement of blessing on me with the intonation of a preacher, "May God bless your children! May God protect you! May God give you blessings! May God give you riches and wealth!" He went on for a couple minutes even though I held up my hand to stop him. He continued, full of power for the moment. He held the floor, rambling on and on.

I thought, "Enough blessings. I have enough. Matter of fact, I have already been blessed by God and I don't need yours."

Blessing beggars. And who thought they were helpless?

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home