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Okay, so I spend a good chunk of my time investing in the lives of kids. It's what I'm good at, by the grace of God, and it's what I do. So last night, after work, I went and hung out with a kid I know because I hadn't seen him all week, and we ended up hanging with his friend who was visiting from Michigan.
Well, that friend and my friend got into a little dispute (they're both 10, so typical 'I don't want him to play with me right now I want to be alone' type stuff), and the dispute for the visiting friend turned into much more than just 'he hurt my feelings'. It turns out this kid has no mother in the picture. He's being raised by his father. He initially told me that he hated his life and wanted to kill himself. This is coming from a 10 year old, mind you. So, we got to talking and I cheered him up (we actually spent about an hour and a half talking) to the point where he wanted to live out the rest of his life and such. I've dealt with kids for long enough to know what to do, and with the Holy Spirit it was a no brainer. I figured out it was a cry for help, and that cry, I made quite sure, was answered. I even took his picture so I could remember to pray for him, as I do with all those I care about but don't see on a regular basis.
That's not the problem. The problem is the statement he made to me this morning, after I had bought him a pair of roller blades (1$ at the Salvation Army store, what a bargain!). He said, "You're the nicest guy I've ever met." I asked him why that was, and he said, "Because none of the other adults care about me like you have." Mind you, all I did was talk with the kid about his problems and spend pocket change on him.
The problem is this:
Where are the Christians? Surely he's met a few in his life, he told me about going to church and a Bible camp. So why am I the first, in 10 years of his life, to show that I care, even though I just met him? Where is the body? Where is the love? Why has the church done nothing for this boy and others like him? Are we not to show lovingkindness to everyone? Are we not to build others up? Why do I feel like I'm the only one doing anything that matters? Why do people who go to church and say they are Christians not do a blasted thing to help those in need?
And before you think about trying to tell me that he's a kid and was probably exaggerating, let me tell you something. I've worked with kids for long enough to know when they're telling the truth, stretching the truth, lying, and being dead serious. This kid was dead serious. The look on his face, the tone of his voice, the longingness to have more people who care... I probably changed his life by what I did, and I'm not bragging about it because I would then be bragging about the failure of Christians to be... Christians. And that is not something you will ever catch me bragging about.
So, there's the problem. What's the ethical way to go about finding a solution to this problem?
Well, that friend and my friend got into a little dispute (they're both 10, so typical 'I don't want him to play with me right now I want to be alone' type stuff), and the dispute for the visiting friend turned into much more than just 'he hurt my feelings'. It turns out this kid has no mother in the picture. He's being raised by his father. He initially told me that he hated his life and wanted to kill himself. This is coming from a 10 year old, mind you. So, we got to talking and I cheered him up (we actually spent about an hour and a half talking) to the point where he wanted to live out the rest of his life and such. I've dealt with kids for long enough to know what to do, and with the Holy Spirit it was a no brainer. I figured out it was a cry for help, and that cry, I made quite sure, was answered. I even took his picture so I could remember to pray for him, as I do with all those I care about but don't see on a regular basis.
That's not the problem. The problem is the statement he made to me this morning, after I had bought him a pair of roller blades (1$ at the Salvation Army store, what a bargain!). He said, "You're the nicest guy I've ever met." I asked him why that was, and he said, "Because none of the other adults care about me like you have." Mind you, all I did was talk with the kid about his problems and spend pocket change on him.
The problem is this:
Where are the Christians? Surely he's met a few in his life, he told me about going to church and a Bible camp. So why am I the first, in 10 years of his life, to show that I care, even though I just met him? Where is the body? Where is the love? Why has the church done nothing for this boy and others like him? Are we not to show lovingkindness to everyone? Are we not to build others up? Why do I feel like I'm the only one doing anything that matters? Why do people who go to church and say they are Christians not do a blasted thing to help those in need?
And before you think about trying to tell me that he's a kid and was probably exaggerating, let me tell you something. I've worked with kids for long enough to know when they're telling the truth, stretching the truth, lying, and being dead serious. This kid was dead serious. The look on his face, the tone of his voice, the longingness to have more people who care... I probably changed his life by what I did, and I'm not bragging about it because I would then be bragging about the failure of Christians to be... Christians. And that is not something you will ever catch me bragging about.
So, there's the problem. What's the ethical way to go about finding a solution to this problem?