I Have a Place to Offer

This morning, I read through this link of images of people helping each other in the wake of the horror that happened at the Boston Marathon yesterday.

All these things were inspiring, but this is the one that had me in tears:

It’s beautiful to see human beings being human to each other. No questionnaire, no check-list of qualifications. No “I have a place to offer if you’re a Christian, or an atheist, or a Democrat, or as long as you’re not one of those nasty Republicans, or as long as your skin isn’t brown and you don’t pray to Allah.” Not one post said, “I have a bed for a couple, but only a straight couple.”

It’s normal and human to have different opinions, and it’s particularly normal and human in our pluralistic culture to have different beliefs about right and wrong. A true moral belief must be defended. But when we’re faced with a fellow human in need, the only right thing to do is open our arms and say, “I have a place to offer.”

May God be with the people in Boston.

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  • http://www.indiatoappleton.blogspot.com Nancy

    I love this outpouring of generosity too. May God help us to reach out to all kinds of people who are in need, all around us, every day — and follow the example of Christ much better than we often do.

  • http://aftertheecstasythelaundry.wordpress.com Cynthia

    Thank you for this, Calah. May we all learn a little bit about being open.

  • http://mcrowles.blogspot.com Maureen Rowles

    After the terrible Sandy Hook tragedy, I saw a quote on facebook (I think it might have been from Mr. Rogers?) that said something along the lines of: When something awful happens, dont dwell on the evils, but on the helpers. Look at the helpers who offer anything they can to help our fellow human beings.
    This is exactly it. It restores my faith in humanity, even when something awful has happened. Thanks for his post.

  • Theodore Seeber

    Generosity can change the world.

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