As Franciscans, we are called to live a simple
life. And by choosing to live a simpler
life, we are caring for creation whether we realize it or not. We end up using less electricity, gas, and
oil. Fewer disposable containers go into
landfills. Fewer agricultural chemicals
are washed into rivers and aquifers.
Don't confuse a simple life with a convenient life, though; in fact, it
often is often a very inconvenient life. But it is a life that is more
intentional, often less costly, slower, healthier, and better for creation, all
at the same time. Simple living is
getting rid of the television and the microwave. Raising our own vegetables, eggs, and meat. Building a “green” home with cash. Limiting trips to the store, and rarely if
ever eating at restaurants. Freedom from
attachments, owning one car for a family of eight. Eliminating debt in our lives so we feel the
freedom to follow the next step of God's calling.
There is also a sense of slowness that is involved in simple living;
the long processes. The slowness of
waiting six months for each coat of plaster to cure on the straw-bale
walls. The slowness of waiting three
months for a tomato to grow and ripen. The slowness of soaking shell beans
overnight then simmering them two hours instead of getting them from a
can. The slowness of cooking a meal
instead of eating fast food. The
slowness of walking a couple miles to work instead of driving. I don't always
find myself meditating during these long processes, but they do offer a sense
of the sacred – the respect for creation that comes from being less wasteful
with toxic building materials, disposable packaging, refrigeration and
transportation fuels. At first, these
long processes might test our patience, but if you choose to embrace it and
meditate on it, you might also discover the presence of God.
What
is particularly interesting to me is that choosing a simple lifestyle is also a
form of solidarity with the poor; it ties the “J” and the “IC” from JPIC
together. I have a friend who is on
welfare due to a medical condition, and over the years he has complained less
and less about how bad he's got it because he knows that I live a simpler life
than he does; that I raise a garden and livestock, that we cook most of our meals,
and that we built our house ourselves.
He's comfortable around me because of my lifestyle. When I visited Haiti a few years ago, I felt
right at home, and felt like I shared so much in common with our brothers and
sisters there. I didn't fear them or
pity them – I just loved them and worked alongside them because my lifestyle
was already so close to theirs.
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