Tom, that takes consideration and empathy... something lacking in today’s society.
How well I know that. My wife and I went to a favorite buffet for lunch after church one Sunday several years ago, and as I stood in line a woman who was in too big a hurry to stand in line like everyone else pushed past us and in so doing kicked my left crutch out from under me. I could not catch myself so I ended up on the floor, and once down I can't get up without a lot of help. I am not a big guy but even 160 pounds is too much for my wife to lift.
As a couple other patrons helped lift me back up, the daughter of the rude woman yelled to her mother, "Mom, you knocked that man down!" Her mother turned and said, "Then he should get out of the way."
Compassion? Empathy? Both are pretty rare today. There is a 14 year old boy in our church who was recently diagnosed with a very rare and very painful disease of the bones and joints. He sat down beside me and asked, "How do you keep going every day with so much pain?" I looked at him and smiled and said, "What choice do we have? There are many days I want it to all go away, but it doesn't. We just have to go on with our lives as best we can." I had 60 good years before being diagnosed. That boy was only 14. And he had been sick for several years before they finally diagnosed him correctly. I am an old man. I am looking forward to laying down the burden and waking up on glory, But that boy has his entire life still ahead of him. When I think of what he will have to endure for the next 70 or 80 years it brings tears to my eyes.
Jim Hill wrote one of the best modern hymns available today, and I especially like "What a Day that Will Be."
There is coming a day,
When no heart aches shall come,
No more clouds in the sky,
No more tears to dim the eye,
All is peace forever more,
On that happy golden shore,
What a day, glorious day that will be.
What a day that will be,
When my Jesus I shall see,
And I look upon His face,
The One who saved me by His grace;
When He takes me by the hand,
And leads me through the Promised Land,
What a day, glorious day that will be.
There'll be no sorrow there,
No more burdens to bear,
No more sickness, no pain,
No more parting over there;
And forever I will be,
With the One who died for me,
What a day, glorious day that will be.
What a day that will be,
When my Jesus I shall see,
And I look upon His face,
The One who saved me by His grace;
When He takes me by the hand,
And leads me through the Promised Land,
What a day, glorious day that will be.