A Reaction Of Fear
Since the night before last, my stomach has been upset. My head has hurt and I feel a sadness and some guilt.
The picture at the right is what I looked upon last night as I went to the rooftop to pray; to ask forgiveness.
Oh,oh; what did Froggy do, many are asking?
It isn't what Froggy did, it is what Froggy didn't do. Could I have helped? Would he still have died?
I allowed fear to win this battle and for that I seek God's forgiveness. In doing so, I feel led to write this, in that it may help someone else overlook fear if in a similar circumstance.
Froggy was like the Levite in the following passage and Froggy feels terrible for it. Read the passage and then I will explain what happened.
Luke 10: 30-33
And Jesus answering said, A certain man went down from Jerusalem to Jericho, and fell among thieves, who stripped him of his clothing, and wounded him, and departed, leaving him half dead. And by chance there came down a certain priest that way: and when he saw him, he passed by on the other side. And likewise a Levite, when he was at the place, came and looked on him, and passed by on the other side.
But a certain Samaritan, as he journeyed, came where he was: and when he saw him, he had compassion on him
We were driving at around 7pm going to get gasoline and a couple other items. Traffic was heavy on the two-lane road and as we got near a supermarket, it seemed the cars were acting very odd. I have seen some rather crazy driving here in Puerto Rico, but what they were doing here was even more odd. People were turning around real fast and others were parking on the sides and in parking lots. Froggy kept going and suddenly came upon many tree branches in the road. I ran upon one rather large one. I stopped and put the car in reverse and backed up slightly. Putting the car in park, I opened the door to get the tree limb out. As I made it to the front of the car, it seemed craziness just entered my little dream world. People were yelling and I heard something about a gun. I looked up and saw a car just in front of me that had crashed. Suddenly a young man ran directly up to me (other people were running away from him). He was yelling in Spanish and I said to him no comprendo. He pointed towards the car and he held two fingers up and hit them and pointed back at the car. Just then I saw another young man with a woman behind him. The young man fell into the middle of the driveway near the crash and I saw blood; lots of blood. I heard other people yelling to get away and I saw another car pull up and open its door near the bloody young man. I figured he was getting help, so we left.
I still had this gut-feeling I should have helped, but with all the craziness, I decided to just leave.
We were heading back that way when the phone rang. "The road is closed; there was a shooting," the voice said. We had to go a different way home.
To make a rather long story a bit shorter, the young man is dead. There was a shooting and he was shot several times.
Why didn't I help?
Many have told me that many innocent people are shot trying to help shooting victims because the shooters sometimes come back to make sure they are dead. I have also heard statements that if I screwed up trying to help that I could get in trouble.
Are any of those good reasons not to help?
Jesus said the opposite.
It really came to light yesterday when are morning Bible reading to read the Bible in one year was Luke 10 which had the passage above in it.
Could I have helped him? Would he have lived? I will never know, because fear beat me that night.
Yes, the young man was a drug dealer from my understanding, but does that mean he didn't deserve my help? I was once in that world and I praise God I received the help I did.
Tears of Inaction
As I write this hub, I have tears. I seek forgiveness that I passed when I should have stopped. I should not have been the Levite, but the Samaritan.
I seek your forgiveness and mercy. Please comfort that young man's family and I lift him up to you. I hope he sought you before his death. Please God, help stop the violence on this little island. Help us not fear to do Your work. May Your light shine on this dark world.
In Jesus' name I pray, Amen.
I will always wonder if...
Please learn from my mistake. Don't let fear override. Fear is not of God.
© G.L. Boudonck