Two hunters got a pilot to fly them into the Canadian wilderness where they managed to bag two big Bull Moose. As they were loading the plane to return, the pilot said the plane could take only the hunters, their gear, and one moose. The hunters objected strongly saying, “Last year we shot two and the pilot let us take them both and he had exactly the same airplane as yours.” Reluctantly, the pilot, not wanting to be outdone by another bush pilot, gave in and everything was loaded. However, even under full power, the little plane couldn’t handle the load and went down, crashing in the wooded wilderness. Somehow, surrounded by the moose, clothing, and sleeping bags, Stosh and Stan survived the crash. After climbing out of the wreckage, Stosh asked Stan, “Any idea where we are?” Stan replied, “I think we’re pretty close to where we crashed last year.”
We are all creatures of habit, for good and for ill. Habits are hard to break, whether they are sins or acts of mercy and kindness. The Gospel reminds us that the employer had a streak of goodness and generosity that no amount of complaining or accusations of injustice could undo. Would that you and I were so stubbornly generous that nothing or no one could ever even cause us to think of acting otherwise! And so, family-members, friends, neighbors, co-workers, parishioners are either habitually helpful or usually unwilling to lend a hand. And we also know who’s who. While some complain that it’s always the same ones who “do all the work around here,” the reason for that is simply—Good habits are hard to break!
May each of us acquire a few!