I was visiting some of my favorites websites last night when I became interested in a court case involving a particularly heinous crime committed in my hometown of Knoxville. One website led to another (sounds like I need some sort of internet AA and sadly enough, those organizations DO exist) and I found myself reading a transcript of the detective's interview with one of the defendants in the case. Apparently the transcript was released into public record somehow. Background: In January 2007, a young couple was carjacked, then kidnapped and taken to a home where unspeakable things were done to them repeatedly before they were finally murdered. One defendant was found guilty just yesterday and it hasn't yet been determined whether or not he will get the death penalty. The transcript I read was of an interview with his older brother, who owns the house where the young couple was taken after they were kidnapped. For simplicity's sake, let's call them Brother A and Brother B. And I probably need to say that this is all "alleged" until proven in a court of law.
According to the transcript, Brother A has a thriving drug sales business going on from his home. The detective is a little (a lot!) annoyed with Brother A for hiding from the police when they were looking for him after the first body was found, and Brother A says he knew he would "go down" for drug charges based on all the paraphrenalia in his house and wanted to lawyer up before he turned himself into the police. Oops. Brother B had been living in Kentucky but got into trouble with his usual crowd up there and came to visit Brother A for a while until the fuss died down. Brother A had been all over Brother B to "bring in some money" because A was tired of paying B's way all the time. Brother B went out and robbed a store but evidently that wasn't enough to stop the nagging, so he went out one day with a friend and came home with the couple's SUV and the couple tied up in the backseat. Brother A takes one look at the scene, knows (according to what he says in the transcript) that the couple cannot be allowed to live because they aren't "wearing hoods" and have seen too many faces, and tells Brother B how stupid he is. Brother B starts marching the young girl he has kidnapped up to Brother A's front door, passing Brother A on his way out (Brother A has stated he wants no part of this and is leaving). That young girl looks up at Brother A, makes eye contact and says, "I don't want to die." And Brother A leaves the premises, knowing full well what would ultimately happen to her.
Now, I realize that I was raised in a household with two loving parents and a wonderful extended family. We were poor. There are no two ways around it. I'm talking dirt poor. If you could see pictures of the house I grew up in you would be shocked. And yet if we needed money, holding up a store was not our first option. I'm sure many would say I'm naive or protected (and I'm sure they're right) but HOW does someone's life get to this point? HOW could that man walk past that girl, knowing she was doomed, and say NOTHING? He could have saved that girl's life, not to mention the horror she was about to endure before she died. Why didn't he? All it would have taken from him was a word, or even a phone call to 911. I guess what I'm saying is how did Brother A get to the point in his life that another human life meant nothing to him? I just don't understand. Are we as humans really such animals that we could walk right past someone when we KNOW they are destined to die and do nothing about it? Are we all about self-preservation?
And yet.... if you exchange the physical death for spiritual death, we do it every single day. How many people do we walk by every day who are dying inside? There are so many people out there who need the hope they can only find in Christ, and that's the mission of LifeSong. We KNOW what's going to happen to these people unless someone tells them about Jesus yet we have every excuse in the book to keep our mouths shut and mind our own business.
Even in the church we ignore those other believers who are hurting unless it's shoved right under our noses, and even then we often avoid it. Pain is messy. Who wants to get tangled up in someone else's problems? But we were created for relationship, first with God and then with each other. God calls us to love Him first and then to love our neighbor. It's hard to love other people, isn't it? Sometimes I think it would be so much easier if they were just more like me. :-) At least it would be more predictable, or for me it would anyway. So this is a reminder to me to keep my spiritual eyes and ears open for the pain around me.
Sometimes it's really hard to see the pain of others if they're trying to cover it up. I like to say I'm an open book, but there are many things I never share with anyone. I detest feeling pitiful and pathetic, and somewhere inside me there's some shame for not being able to take care of things myself. I've always been independent (some might say controlling - and they'd be right!) and that has led to pride. It's a challenge I wrestle with daily, and letting someone see my struggles is a huge deal for me. There's a wonderful worship song that goes like this: "Won't you let me be your servant? Let me be as Christ to you. Pray that I might have the grace to let you be my servant too." That song reminds me that when I let down my guard and allow others to help me, we're all blessed for it. Those walls I hide behind have been built with years upon years of suspicion, rejection and ridicule, but every time I peek out and find myself accepted, another section of the wall comes tumbling down.
Don't be afraid of someone else's pain or problems. God doesn't (always) call us to take on someone else to raise, but I think He does expect us to react with compassion and not contempt when we are confronted with a neighbor in need.
I don't know how this blog post ties together. This wasn't the way I expected it to go, but somehow here we are. Didn't mean to preach....
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