This made me cry. Go ahead, read it. I'll wait.
Need a tissue?
Who dropped the ball here? His family? If he has any, yes.
What about those neighbors? Was there a still, small voice whispering to any of them to lay down a little bit of their lives for this created-in-His-image fellow human?
I don't know anything about this man except what is in the press release. Maybe he was cranky or mean. Maybe he was evil. It happens. But a YEAR! No one knew for A YEAR! Didn't he miss a doctor's appointment or 20? He was diabetic and blind. The pharmacist surely missed him after A YEAR of not filling his prescriptions. Surely. Maybe? Hmm.
Are we really that busy and isolated? It it really Somebody Else's job to care for the elderly, weak and, yes even the crumudgeons? I hope this man knew God's gift of salvation by grace through faith in Christ, and that he hasn't given his earthly tent a moment's thought since being received into Glory. Oh, how I hope.
The take home here is to connect. Notice. Ask. Care.
"Whatever you've done to the least of these...you've done to Me."
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
Oh dear..
You are so right. I need to take more time ... it only takes a moment to care. How sad that no one cared enough about him to check ... usually the mail carriers will check on people. Maybe his mail went directly into the house? (sigh)
My husband read me this in the paper; I was amazed. It immediately made me think of that little old lady up the street I started worrying about last week. It CAN happen; we get busy and nobody notices they're missing.
Post a Comment