“There is no one for me to call”.
That response struck a nerve this morning. When the clerk at outpatient was registering a young woman for a mammogram she was asked who would be allowed to call to get her report. There was a note of anxiety and sadness when she responded, “there is no one to call for me”.
That statement was a wake up call for me. How many times do those of us with close family and friends take them for granted? I have been blessed with a host of family, extended family and friends who would “call for me”. I was so convicted by the way I take these people for granted. How often do I take the time to tell them how thankful I am for them? Honestly, do I even stop to think about how blessed I am to have them in my life? Which leads to an even harder question for reflection: do I ever reach out to the people around me who have “no one to call”?
They are present. All around me. Yet my schedule, full and busy, gives me an excuse not to reach out. What am I doing with Jesus command to love my neighbor as myself? What do I do with His admonition that when we minister to the least of these we are ministering to Him?
Lord, I pray right now for You to direct me to the person you have for me to reach out to today.
