Coming from a prophetic voice this may sound “silly” but I sense we have missed the thought process of “care about caring.” We have become so enamored about the flash and the miraculous that sometimes we lose track of little scriptures.
Like this one. James 1:27 Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is this, To visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep himself unspotted.
I am obviously not a pastoral gift (Though that being the title they slap on anyone who leads a church fellowship.) but I do care about people. Perhaps not with the same measure of mercy that is enfolded in a pastoral gift (Ephesians 4:11) in their function or grace, but it exists. How many nights have a I cried, praying with tears in my eyes?
Lately I am gripped with the thought of how many are going through physical pain, sickness and illness. I confess I am not “good” about it. It makes me angry and desirous to see it all end. I cannot accept the acceptance of it all. Last night someone’s words about a sickness, couched in these terms, “my sickness” (Interject specific disease.) pinged my redline. (Sorry…)
Today I sit here and I think about my friends who are in the battle against sickness, ailment and disease. Frankly it is a struggle for me. I think we have got so caught up in destiny and what God is doing “for me” that we may have forgot what He wants to do “for them.”
I encourage you to think about those around you in your prayers, words and deeds.