Just outside the window…

Safe and sound behind the glass we hear the ambulance and fire trucks go by.  And often we hear the crunch of cars as they, time and time again hit each other at corner just a few feet away.

Safe and sound we listen the the Pastor explain the Love of the Savior and how our only part in the salvation process  is that we need to acknowledge that we are  sinners and accept the gift of salvation that is so freely offered.

Safe and sound we hear the news as one person after another is found guilty of murder and mayhem all around the city, country and world.

Safe and sound we listen to the news that just a few blocks you enter into the hungriest city in the nation.

Safe and sound, with pictures of Jack and Grace in view, we hear that in the next zip code there is more infant mortality than anywhere else in the nation.

Safe and sound we watch as men and women bundled up with carts full of all their earthly possessions trudge down Poplar from midtown to downtown looking for food and a warm place to stay.

Safe and sound the winds howl, the rain pours and tornadoes touch down somewhere.

Safe and sound we make judgments on how we think others should act and what they should or shouldn’t do.

Safe and sound we make plans to do this or that, but all around us people are struggling and dying and coping with horrendous lives that we cannot imagine.

Safe and sound we aren’t subject to too much heat or too much cold. We have doctors to fix us or at least try to make us feel better.  When the tornadoes and fires came so did a host of workers. When we were without hope because of a sick child, knowledgeable people stepped in and helped them.  When we lost our home, folks gave us somewhere to live.  When we were the ones stopping the traffic, children and friends came forward to help and encourage us.  When we lost our job, a plan was put in place to replace our need for work.    Most importantly when we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

As we sit safe and sound and cared for then question arises, what can we do for those who aren’t safe and sound, those who are struggling with life itself?

Maybe the only answer is what we are all doing, be willing to be used whenever and wherever we are.  Whether it’s a kind word, prayer or something more substantial, we know, we’ve all been less than safe and sound at some point, so the best thing to do might be what someone else did for us.  And to be grateful when we are on the inside of the window.