When I was living in the Forestiere, I was given a text by Carl Jung...It was a letter he had written to a young Christian woman...
I admire Christians,
because when you see someone who is hungry or thirsty,
you see Jesus.
When you welcome a stranger, someone who is "strange",
you welcome Jesus.
When you clothe someone who is naked, you clothe Jesus.
What I don't understand, however,
is that Christians never seem to recognize Jesus in their own poverty.
You always want to do good to the poor outside you
and at the same time you deny the poor person living inside you.
Why can't you see Jesus in your own poverty,
in your own hunger and thirst?
In all that is "strange" inside you:
in the violence and the anguish that are beyond your control!
You are called to welcome all this, not to deny its existence,
but to accept that it is there and to meet Jesus there.