“Love your neighbor as yourself.” Jesus
(Mark 12:31a)
Say you lived next
to Burt and Tillie. One day Burt and Tillie’s house is struck by
lightning and it burns to the ground. You look out your window at the
destruction and, as you look to what used to be the back porch you see them.
Burt, Tillie and their cat. They are wrapped in a blanket to keep warm
from the cold penetrating their pajamas. You see that they, Burt and Tillie,
not the cat, have slippers on. They look stunned. They aren’t so much
weeping as just in shock.
So you wander over
to the neighbor’s house and you try to think of what to say. You know them
as good, hard-working people who take care of their house and family. So, are
you thinking, “I wonder why God punished them with a lightning bolt?” Are
you thinking, “I am sorry it happened to you, but better you than me?”
Are you thinking, “Do you think insurance will pay for this? What is an ‘act of
God’ anyway?” What you finally settle on to say is, “How can I
help?” They answer that they don’t know where to begin; they lost
everything in the fire. But, they tell you, they are happy they got out of the
fire alive. You nod in agreement that escaping death by such a means is
one good take-away.
You stand there a
while longer, staring at the destruction, shivering with them. You
realize you have a full day of activities planned. So, you say, “Well, I am
really sorry for all of this. I can’t imagine what it must be like. But, like I
say, if I can help, let me know.”
You get home, turn
on the television and see the film footage of the fire. Someone has started a
relief fund for Burt and Tillie to help them get back on their feet.
Money is starting to come in, they say, from people all over the viewing
area. “Well,”, you think, “that makes me feel better! They’re going to be
fine. I sure am glad I told them how sorry I was for their loss, and I
even offered to help. That’s what a neighbor is for, right?”
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