Which “Body” Are You?
April 16, 2023
This is a story about four people named Everybody, Somebody, Anybody, and Nobody. There was an important job to be done and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it. Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it. Somebody got angry about that because it was Everybody’s job. Everybody thought Anybody could do it, but Nobody realized that Everybody wouldn’t do it. It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody could have done. While that popular story is fiction, there is lot of truth to it. The other day while I was at work, I was standing outside the chapel and about thirty yards away, I saw a Styrofoam coffee cup that had been thrown on the ground. Curiosity got the best of me so I decided to wait and see if anyone would pick it up. I watched fourteen people walk right by the discarded cup. I even saw someone toss their cup on the ground as well (but that’s a whole other thing). Finally, I walked over, picked up both cups and threw them in the trash. My job title is Chaplain. My job description says nothing about picking up the trash on the compound, in fact, we pay people to pick up the trash (that’s a whole other thing too). I’m sure the same thing happens in your world as well. My point is this. As human beings, we can do better. Let’s pay attention to our surroundings and let’s try to make our world a better place. As Christ followers, we have been called to an even higher standard. If you see a shopping cart left in the parking lot at Walmart, on your way to the front door, take the cart with you. If you see someone with their hands full ask if you can help lighten their load or at least open the door for them. If you see trash in the parking lot, pick it up and put in in the trash can. Guys, when you take off your dirty clothes, take them to the dirty clothes hamper. If your shoes are dirty, don’t walk all over your wife’s freshly swept floor with your shoes on. Ladies don’t wait until the Titans have the ball, down by two points with 30 seconds left in the game and its fourth and one on the opponents two-yard line to ask your husband to come open a pickle jar. What am I advocating? Common courtesy. Anybody can practice it, always being sure that Somebody will, but turns out, quite often, Nobody does.
Be blessed and be a blessing . . . Bro. Andy