Consider the click of a television remote. It sounds like this:
Sometimes people matter
to us
and other times
they do not.
Usually if we can see them people have the potential to matter
at least a little bit.
But more than likely if they are out of our sight
people are usually
out of our minds.
The other day I saw a little girl on the television. She was starving. Her stomach was bloated and she did not have any clothes. I did not know her name and the injustice was too difficult to witness.
So . . . . . . .
I changed the channel.
Changing the channel was everything I wanted not to be.
People matter.
People on television are the same as those not on television.
People who are starving are the same as those not starving.
People who are different from me are the same as me.
Human beings are worth the greatest sacrifice, the greatest gift, and the greatest life.
People are worth my greatest sacrifice.
If Jesus sacrificed for me.
I can sacrifice for people.
If Jesus died for me.
I can die for people.
Or . . .
I can change the channel.
Click.
Click.
Rod
