Self-absorbed snobs.
When did we go from family to neighbors to non-existent?
When in fact we are all still here.
Why are we not brothers and sisters?But bothers and gossips?
I watched a woman fall not long ago.
Carrying a baby in a basket and a toddler by her side.
I had my own little sister in the van.
I watched her tumble and start to scream.
I jumped out of the van and turned it off.
I made sure that Lilly’s door was open first so that she didn’t over heat.
Then I straightened the baby’s seat off of its side.
The baby was crying and so was the mom.
The little boy was such a big brother and great son.
He hugged his mom and said he’d make it better.
Then he talked to his sister to comfort her.
She wanted to know that the baby wasn’t hurt.
The baby wasn’t.
While I rocked the baby seat back and forth to sooth her,
Two more women stopped their cars and came out.
So did the principal of the Christian daycare we were outside.
The principal gave her a phone, a pillow, and an icepack and then proceeded to stand there overseeing.
The two women asked her if she had anybody to pick her up and that she needed to go to the ER.
No duh.
A spectacle of drama was all they were there for.
Like those pesky people that slow down by a car pulled over.
Her husband was in Sarasota.
She had no one.
She had no money and had shattered her other ankle three years ago.
She was with two kids under the age of 5.
No one even asked her name.
I told Lilly she could play with the little boy so she showed him her horses.
Then they had acorns throwing competitions.
The baby was rocked into a gentle hush.
And the mom was crying and afraid.
The two older women left.
Not lending a hand.
I can’t believe nobody offered to pray.
These older women of God.
I can’t believe they just left without helping.
I can’t believe how many of us would have done the same.
I called home to say I’d be late.
She called her mother in law and soon she was on her way.
I asked the principal if she’d lay hands with me and pray.
We prayed over the woman, whose name was Anna.
I gave her my number, just in case.
For no charge babysitting because I knew recovery can be insane.
I had nothing else to give her and I felt terrible.
But I had given all that I had.
Her mother and father in law showed up and put her in their truck.
Grandpa took the kids and grandma took the mom.
With tears in her eyes and a painful smile on her face she told me thank you.
I took her hand and she squeezed it tight.
She gave me a kiss and I got in my van with my own sister and left.
How would it feel to watch your older sisters leave you in pain?
God prepares us for things like this.
I knew how to help this woman because just two years ago I had broken my own ankle.
I knew how to sooth her baby and play with her son.
Because I have been babysitting since I was eight.
So I have two huge questions.
First, if you are going through a hard time God is preparing you for someone, or something else.So how are you going to embrace your trials?
Second, are you going to leave your family to hurt by themselves any longer?
It doesn’t look like you do that does it?
But if you have not hugged someone you wouldn’t normally hug,
If you have not called someone this week that isn’t your closest friend,
If someone has been missing and you don’t know where they are,
If someone is telling you thier hard times or if someone is sick and you haven’t offered to pray for them,
You are neglecting your family.
God says that even the non-believers are his children.They are lost.
How many people have you said that “Jesus loves you” this week?
That’s how many times you should be allowed to think about yourself.
I’m not going to forget my family anymore.
Because watching you hurt is too much for me.
I might only have today to tell you I love you.
And I do.
I love every single one of you.
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