Tuesday, November 14, 2006

In My Puddle


Someone is in deep sorrow tonight, at this same moment. He is standing in a quiet hospital room and weeping in the arms of another. For somebody, who has a soul, somebody near and dear to him has slipped into eternity, maybe a father, mother or even a wife. This precise moment this man is feeling great fear for the future. A future without a father or wife seems suddenly so uncertain. Later tonight, he will be lying restless in his bed trying to deal with the fleeting days of this life. So here I am, unable to see the needs of others...so consumed with my own days and time while this man is hurting and needs hope.

Here I am, walking through a puddle of trials, consumed with the mud on my pants, while this man drowns in an ocean of troubles. What have I said to the hurting? Nothing, and I know the One who has the answers and who has the hope...

Will we, who have hope, tell this man?

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

How to be Spiritually Minded by John Piper - Will that not kill all our joys? Better to be real and sad than happy and fake. But I don’t think we have to choose. Real and happy and sorrowful is possible. That is why Paul says that he is “sorrowful yet always rejoicing” (2 Corinthians 6:10). Listen to this heart-wrenching story that David Brickner (head of Jews for Jesus) tells.

Some months ago I was flying home from a meeting when the man sitting behind me began gasping for breath. An announcement over the plane’s intercom called for a physician. Soon a doctor and several nurses came to the man’s aid but to no avail. I began to pray for the man and his wife, who was sitting beside him. The pilot announced that due to a medical emergency the plane was going to land in Edmonton. I could hear the activity behind me escalate as the doctor and nurses took turns doing CPR. If you’ve never been near a person who is dying despite these efforts, I can assure you that it is not much worse than what we see on television. The sound of air being forced out of a human being’s lungs, the sounds and smells of the death rattle were horrific. I heard the doctor pronounce, “Time of death, 10:25 A. M.”
And then the captain announced that the passenger’s situation had “stabilized,” and therefore we would continue to San Francisco. I don’t know how many people realized that what was announced as though it was the passing of the emergency was actually a veiled announcement of the passing of this man’s life. Certainly those of us nearby knew. The flight attendants pulled a blanket over his head. His wife, still beside him, was sobbing and moaning. And then the flight attendants began to come through the aisles . . . serving lunch! Lunch!? How could anyone in that cabin eat after what had just happened? But they did. (Jews for Jesus, Newsletter, Nov. 2006, p. 1)
That is a parable of the world at any given time. Some are eating lunch and thousands are wailing. It helps to remember this when we are carried away from reality with some computer ad.

Anonymous said...

This article was the initial inspiration for this post. The complete article was enlightning. Check it out!

http://www.desiringgod.org/ResourceLibrary/TasteAndSee/ByDate/2006/1862_How_to_Be_Spiritually_Minded/