“There’s a dying world out there.”
During Bible study yesterday, one of the ladies made this comment, and it struck me to the heart. I just finished reading a novel about a young woman who survived the Titanic disaster. The book described one lifeboat that, though only about a fourth full, refused to pick up any survivors from the water.
And when she made that statement, “There’s a dying world out there,” it hit me. I am sometimes just like those people in the lifeboat. I am so focused on my own agenda, my own plans, that I ignore those around me who are dying. Eternally.
Lord, forgive me for not hearing, for not seeing, for not being sensitive to those who are losing their lives around me. Their cries may not be audible, they may not even realize that they are perishing, but help me to reach out to them anyway.