February Twenty-second; Why Should I Care?

 Here I sit, staring out the window at yet another rainy day. The cloud cover appearing to be a heavy blanket ready to rip apart and allow a deluge to rain down upon us. The lack of sunlight giving the woods a bland, almost depressing appearance. Thankfully the temperature is above freezing. I can hear the rain falling onto the leaves that I have yet to rake.  Their drumming one of the few sounds I am hearing other than the sounds from my typing and the hum from the refrigerator in the kitchen. I haven’t seen the feral cats yet, but with the rain that isn’t a surprise. I have talked with mom already. She sounds as weary of all this as I feel.

But why should I care?I’m sitting in a warm home, I have power and food and water. It may be cool in this room, but not uncomfortably so. We are dealing with rain, not anything frozen. We’re good, right? so why should I care?I care, because I know. To know, and not care would be a most heartless of actions.


There are those who do not have the most basic of needs. All around us there are those who are homeless for many reasons. The reasons themselves do not matter. The fact that there are those who are more comfortable on the streets due to various reasons, do not matter. What matters, is that these are people. They are humans who deserve to be acknowledged as humans and treated as such.


When the weather becomes unbearable and unsafe, there needs to be ways to take care of them and protect them from the elements. There needs to be ways, to make sure they do not go hungry. Yes, there are shelters, yes there are food kitchens, but again, some folks avoid these places for various reasons. That does not free us from the responsibility to take care of the poor and needy.

There are those, who may have a home, but are struggling to meet their most basic of needs. Struggling to pay the bills or buy groceries. We can show our caring by sharing food, either with a family we know is in need directly or by keeping food pantries supplied.


We are in a time that makes what we can do limited in a way. We can’t go visit freely. We can’t gather without caution. We can’t-can’t-can’t according to those who cry out the warnings and fears of the pandemic. Yet we can do some things.


The social distancing and weather creates a sadness in my mother. I hear it in her voice. Even though I see her often and talk with her daily. This social distancing is difficult. She needs to be able to go out. The weather makes it difficult as her age has brought about a difficulty in walking at times. I don’t want her to get out, slip and be injured. Think of all those who do not have someone talking with them daily. Think of those in situations where they cannot have regular visitors. Make that call, send cards, send flowers or candy to those who can have it. Stand outside a window and show the person on the other side they have not been forgotten.


But again, why should I, why should–we– care?


Other than, by the grace of God goes I? As I said before, as part of the human existence, it is meant for us to take care of each other. No matter who the other may be. Life, is like this giant puzzle. Each piece playing an important role in the whole. Take away one piece, and it isn’t complete.

Years ago in school, I read a short story of where hunters would go back in time to hunt prehistoric animals. The animal they were hunting was about to die anyway so their actions would change nothing. The requirement though, they had to remain on a certain path. They were not to stray from it because the danger was real they could change everything. Of course in the story one hunter did step off, in the process he stepped on an insect. When they returned to their time, everything was changed. Showing the importance of even one, small insect. How much more important is a human life? 

Through the course of history, we have examples of how one individual was able to make a big difference. How do we know, that the person we help today, may not go on to be one who changes the course of history for the better? That individual may make great discoveries, save lives, create grand things. And we would have played a small part in that, because we cared.

In the Bible is the parable of the good Samaritan. https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Luke%2010%3A25-37&version=NIV.


 As a part of humanity, everyone is our neighbor. The poor will always be among us, understanding that, we should know that we hold an important part in taking care and providing for them. Not the government, us. https://www.openbible.info/topics/serving_the_poor.

We have given governments too much power as it is.


Why should I care? Because others have cared for me. Because my Lord and Savior who cared enough to die for me, tells me to care. Because my heart, can do nothing else.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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