What Matters Most? Problem? Solution? Pets? People? Young? Old?

When we were utterly helpless, Christ came at just the right time and died for us sinners. Now, most people would not be willing to die for an upright person, though someone might perhaps be willing to die for a person who is especially good. But God showed his great love for us by sending Christ to die for us while we were still sinners. And since we have been made right in God’s sight by the blood of Christ, he will certainly save us from God’s condemnation. For since our friendship with God was restored by the death of his Son while we were still his enemies, we will certainly be saved through the life of his Son. So now we can rejoice in our wonderful new relationship with God because our Lord Jesus Christ has made us friends of God.

Romans 5:6-11 NLT

Do you know one of those people? They see injustice and they can’t keep their mouth closed, their feet start moving towards the situation involuntarily, and the pleas of those around them asking them to mind their own business and not to get involved?

Which one of those people are you? The one that runs in guns a-blazing or the one throwing out red flags?

You know, I don’t have a heart for the elderly. I wouldn’t be running in to a situation involving one of our seniors. I absolutely wouldn’t throw a flag out on someone else’s calling, though.

I am guilty of buying in to the thought that if you aren’t part of the solution, you are part of the problem. I have even used that very sentence a time or two to convince my audience to get involved, to buy in, to the current good deed we were focusing on. I’m not certain, in this day and age, that the thought is altogether true.

For example, I love animals. I would live on a zoo if codes would allow it and I could afford it. Love. Animals.

I’m also a country girl. Grew up on acreage with cattle and pigs. Have maintained that farm life as much as possible throughout my adult life. We are country through and through.

We eat what we grow, hunt, raise, and can forage. We also shop at the grocery store and eat out frequently. We aren’t extremist by any means.

Animals are pets, but they also work and are food. They are not, necessarily, house pets or our other children.

Spoiled occasionally?

Absolutely.

But they live outdoors the majority of the year as God created them to live. I am not opposed to people rescuing animals. I am a little put off by people fighting harder for animal rights than protecting unborn children, neglected children, abused children, starving children, abandoned children, homeless children, and the list goes on and on.

I believe animals can be used for therapy to help children heal. I believe rescue animals can be used to help abused children heal due to their common bond. But I’m never going to put those animals before people.

 

I’m not part of the problem when it comes to animal abuse. I’m also not part of the solution because I’m not actively working to stop it.

See, I’m that person. The one that calls the hotline when I see a child being abused. The one that simply buys and provides the clothes that are needed, no questions, or permission, asked. The one that says, “Stop. You can’t treat children that way.”

I’m the one that won’t turn a blind eye. I’m the one who might be a little frustrated by someone else’s intense devotion to fundraising for and pushing animal rights propaganda while not caring in the least that our Department of Children Services can’t find enough foster families to house the children needing placed.

You see, animals have always been a constant in my life; I’ve had more tears dried by fur than human shoulders. Abused and neglected children have always been a part of my life; I couldn’t turn my back on those I see if I decided I should. I see their potential not their past or present.

God himself did that for me. Who am I to not do the same for someone else?

I saw an image on Pinterest that reminded me just how much God loves me. I can’t say that He loves me EVEN at my worst. He loves me at my worst. He wrote His love story for me when I was at my worst. Why shouldn’t I turn around and do the same for someone else?

He picked her up and dusted her off

He picked her up and dusted her off


 

What are you doing for someone else? What’s your calling? What are you passionate about this Monday?

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3 comments

  • There are so many problems in the world and one person can’t fix them all. But what we can do is to be kind and good to everyone around us, thereby raising the consciousness in a tiny way.

  • I’d like to think that I’m the kind of person that takes stock of a problem and then acts. But in truth I probably do go in guns blazing before taking stock of the situation.

  • Recently I was in an emergency situation and I was the one to call 911, but I know my limitations and stayed out of the way so the professionals could help. Great post. It’s could to consider these things.