A few years ago I was told of an event that had a very profound effect and even today it causes me to reflect on how we, as humans, act/react under extreme circumstances.
I got a phone call from my oldest son early one evening. It was immediately obvious he was shaken to the very core. His voice was strong and steady, but there was an overwhelming sadness that wove through each word.
He spoke of driving home after work that evening. There was a minivan on the road in front of him and suddenly from seemingly no where, a vehicle filled with teens t-boned the minivan. Due to the traffic on the road, several vehicles immediately stopped and rush to aid the teen driven car. My son was closest to the minivan and ran to see if he could help the driver. When he got to the accident he could see how badly the van was mangled and the driver trapped within. He ended up kicking out the back window and climbing over the seats to reach the injured driver. When he got close, an elderly gentleman turned his head as much as possible and reached his hand back towards my son. My boy was able to see the horrible physical damage to the man and he knew there was no chance of survival. He grasp the man’s hand and held on tight.
The old man whispered “I’m not going to make it.”
My son is an honest person and saw no reason to not be truthful so replied, “No. I’m afraid you’re not.”
The man then gripped my son’s hand as tightly as possible and asked “Please don’t leave me.”
My boy replied, “I won’t. I’m right here. I’ve got you.”
They prayed together. Then the old man asked if my son would please find his wife and tell her he loves her. Of course my son agreed.
All of this only took a handful of minutes. My boy relayed the story to me as soon as he got through with the ambulance personnel and his statement to the police. Later he did find the man’s wife and passed along his message. She was grateful her husband hadn’t been alone in his final moments.
It occurred to me listening to this account, my boy never mentioned race or religion. In a time of crisis it was simply two souls clinging to each other for strength and courage.
Well, folks, we’re all in a Time of Crisis. I might not agree with your religious beliefs, or your political views. I’m certainly not asking you to agree with mine. But isn’t it a good idea to just band together and work towards making the World a better place?
Or is “being right” that important?