What if it was you? 

What’s something you believe everyone should know.

Written by author, Samantha C Sinclair.

Take just a moment and think about the following words. What if it was me? What if it was me who couldn’t drive? What if it was me who couldn’t read cans and bottles and other food products? What if it was me who couldn’t read the titles of cleaning bottles? What if it was me who couldn’t walk through the grocery store alone because I can’t read what’s on the shelf? What if it was me who couldn’t read the print on my dishwasher or other appliances? What if it was me who had a little to no vision?

What if it was me who required a wheelchair to get around every day? What if it was me who required assistance getting in and out of that wheelchair, dressing myself each day, and getting out and into bed? What if it was me who wasn’t able to cook my own meals, and other self-care things I would love to do independently? 

What if it was me who couldn’t hear the sound of the birds? What if it was me who couldn’t hear the beautiful singing, or preaching on Sunday? What if it was me who couldn’t hear the sound of my children’s laughter or the sound of my loved ones saying I love you so softly?

What if it was me who could not speak? What if it was me who my vocal cords were paralyzed? What if it was me who all my teeth fell out because of medication that I had no control over having to take? What if it was me because all of my hair fell out because I had cancer?

What if it was me who was that lonely, abandoned child? What if it was me who was hungry of no fault of my own? What if it was me standing on the street corner homeless and really desperately in need of help? What if it was me who had fallen on hard times of no fault of my own?

What if one day I am that elderly person sitting alone because the elderly are not cool? What if it was me one day being that elderly person unable to care for myself, but no one seem to care? What if it was me one day being that elderly person lying on my bathroom floor because I fell because I was too weak to care for myself, but no one seemed to care?

What if one day you are that elderly person, that disabled person, or that person who has fallen on hard times? Would you want the kind of help, or things said about you, that you yourself are displaying this minute? ?right this minute? Probably not. It’s hard for a disabled person, child or elderly person to have a small support system. You learn to be grateful for what you do have, and who is willing to give you the time of day. But sometimes it’s a lonely life being in these shoes. This isn’t feeling sorry for ourselves or having a pity party. It’s our life, think about it as you climb in your car to go wherever you please or must go. Think about it as you go to the job you are ungrateful for. Think about it as you care for and listen to the laughter and cries of your children. Maybe think about it as you head out feeling care free.

I’m thankful God sees and feels our pain, and grants us our blessings that out weigh the bad. Jesus felt all of everyone’s pain on the cross that die, and shed HIS blood for all. Amen.