You shall stand up before the gray head and honor the face of an old man, and you shall fear your God: I am the Lord. – Leviticus 19:32
You shall stand up before the gray head and honor the face of an old man, and you shall fear your God: I am the Lord. – Leviticus 19:32
It is no secret that our little corner of South Carolina is growing faster than our infrastructure can handle. I’ve always loved the “small town” way of life. Unfortunately, unless I move, that way of life is rapidly disappearing . . . maybe even gone. I always seem to learn the hard way the unintended consequences of my own actions. I guess society is no different. For this WMD, I simply want to talk about one unintended consequence of all this explosive growth in our county. I’m not looking to bash anyone or call anyone out. I won’t mention any specific names. I’m certainly not going to act like in another life and another set of circumstances that I’m incapable of harming others for personal gain.
This past Summer, the Lord had really pressed upon my heart to go and get to know some folks at an assisted living facility. The Lord quickly hooked me up with a contact that I knew well. While we were out of school, I went every Friday afternoon. I would always sing and talk about God, but I mostly loved hearing their stories. One would tell me how they broke their arm when they were little. Another met my Great-great grandpa and was a trucker in the 1950’s. I’d always have the exact same conversation with one lady who had dementia . . . I loved it. Two of the guys were able to play my guitar while we all sang hymns. When group time was over, I was able to talk to and pray with them individually. This is where I began to really love these people. I thought I was going in there to bless them . . . turns out they were the ones who blessed me.
School started and I began to go in the evenings on Thursday instead of the afternoons on Friday. My crowd was cut in about half just because of the later hour. Still, it was wonderful to just hang out with them. One lady simply told me, “Please don’t stop coming to see us.” I told her I wouldn’t, all while not even remembering that I’d be driving a football team on a lot of Thursday nights. Football season is almost over, and I was really looking forward to getting back on the schedule over there.
That won’t happen.
The place I visited was bought out. My contact said that patients on Medicaid have already been evicted. This person also let me know they already stopped working there simply because they couldn’t work for someone who would do this to people. They also let me know that most of “my group” was already gone. My heart is broken. Once again, the love of money is the root of all kinds of evil.
I don’t want to act as if I’m completely innocent. I let extra pay doing extra jobs keep me from visiting as often as I should have visited. I thought I had time. I thought I had later. I guess you really don’t know what you got . . . till it’s gone. Let us not harden our hearts, for today is always the day to do what is right.
Lord, please help “my group.” I have no idea where they are going or what is going to happen to them. I just know that I grew to love quite a few of them. I pray that the words I was able to speak to them in Your Name do not return void. I pray for revival in our nation. May people, including me, begin to do what is best for others instead of only what is best for themselves. Amen.