One thing that has bothered me about myself, and about American Christianity, is my lack of compassion for the poor and hurting. I've bought into the American dogma that if you aren't making enough money to eat or pay the bills, then you are lazy or aren't trying hard enough. "God helps those who help themselves" is a common belief. I look away when a homeless person walks by my car, asking for money at the stoplight coming off the highway. Why should I care? He's just going to spend it on booze or drugs, right?
But when I read passages like Matthew 19:21, or Luke 14:12-14, or about Tabitha, and how she was praised for her concern for the poor, I feel ashamed. Jesus focused much of His earthly ministry on the poor and the "undesirable" people of His time, like the sick or the Samaritans and tax collectors. But when I look at the modern church in America, that's not the focus.
Instead, we spend time and money on beautifying our buildings, spending millions on pretty but useless fountains for the foyer. When did our priorities change?
The above song, Give me your eyes, by Brandon Heath, reminds me that Christ's compassion should be mine as well. This transcends denomination or political party affiliation. You and I should be looking at the poor, not wondering why they are so lazy, or judging them by their circumstances, but loving them and helping them. May we be mirrors of Jesus.
Give me your eyes for just one second;
Give me your eyes so I can see
Everything that I keep missing--
Give me your love for humanity.
Give me your arms for the broken hearted;
The ones that are far beyond my reach.
Give me your heart for the once forgotten;
Give me your eyes so I can see.