No one knocks around here.
If someone wants to see you, they just walk in ( before Covid).
This behaviour seemed rude, and even dangerous when we first arrived from Ontario, but here, we all know each other.
Ray was a regular visitor at our house. He dropped in to say hello, but also, hopefully, to be invited to stay for dinner.
We knew him from the clinic, where he came for health care.
He had started drinking heavily after his wife died, and then developed a problem with alcohol dependence.
But, we never refer to Ray as ‘an Alcoholic’. A person suffering from substance abuse is so much more than just their addiction !
No place has escaped the scourge of the drug epidemic. Here, in the peaceful outport, there is the same human pain which drives desperate people in every community to try to self-medicate with drugs, including alcohol.
Ray’s mom called me last week to ask if I had seen Ray, since no one seems to know where he is right now..
People who suffer from addictions sometimes disappear for a while without telling anyone where they’re going. This is one of the selfish behaviours resulting from their addiction.
I am praying that Ray will return soon.
Jesus asks us to love our neighbour as we love ourselves.
Who is my neighbour ?
Everyone is my neighbour.