There’s a member of St. Mary’s I really admire. She’s changed her lifestyle significantly to raise support to find a cure for a disease that took the life of a person very close to her, someone she loved very much. She talks about it all the time. Gives sacrificially of her time and resources. Runs and walks marathons to sponsorship and even travels distances to do it.
We all can see ourselves in a person like that. When something comes that close, we can be touched like that. I don’t think anyone, when they reach a certain age, has not lost someone to a disease that needs a cure, an addiction or another destructive way of life that could have been prevented.
It could have been prevented.
In our culture today we almost take for granted an individual who commits so much of themselves to change for someone they’ve loved and lost. We’ve all given money, worn tee-shirts and bracelets, slapped stickers on our cars and windows, cut and pasted logos on our blogs, Facebook and Twitter accounts. It is seen as normal human behavior.
Why don’t we see evangelism like that?
We’ve all lost someone, haven’t we? We have watched someone we’ve loved making one choice after another that separates them further and further from God until they have become less than human. Then, at the end, they die as they have lived: separated from God’s love.
That truth is often too terrible to contemplate so we hedge and fuss, we say, “Perhaps the made a good choice at the end. We don’t really know do we?”
But we can really know. The disease of unhealthy choices that say “no” to God is known. The cure is known. If you are like most people, you believe that everybody lives forever somewhere. How you live your life on this side of the grave determines what happens next. The fact is, the death rate for humans is 100 percent, yet how many actually will change their lifestyles significantly in proportion to that terrible truth and its resolution in eternal life?
Who runs the marathon for them?