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Hey North Fresno!
Are we too busy to stop and help someone in need?
too busy to help

Yesterday my wife was on her way home from visiting her grandma.
It was 10:45AM.
She was down the street and called me.
She said, “Get your shoes on, I need to take you around the corner. A lady just got into a card accident and I have Brynn, so I can’t approach her.”
So I hurried and met her outside. We drove around the corner and a van was sitting up on the curb.
I got out of the car and Erica called 911.
I approached her slowly and asked if she was ok.
She appeared to be ok, but was dazed.
She was concerned about a Dr. appointment she had in an hour.
She wanted someone to take her and I assured her that she needed to stay put with her car until the police came.
As I was standing next to the car, the home owner came outside with the woman’s driver’s license.
He said he had called the police and they said they weren’t coming because the woman wasn’t hurt.
Erica got off the phone and said, they’re on their way.
The man was unsure of how to handle the situation and said that she’d been sitting there for 45 minutes.

45 Minutes People

I love our community, but people… come on.
She was alone, on the side of the road and didn’t know what to do for 45 minutes before we stopped.
The man inside had basically given up on help because the “police weren’t coming.”
Neither of them were equipped to handle this on their own…

Meanwhile… there were 100 or more cars that had driven by.

This reminds me of a little story.

“A man was going down from Jerusalem to Jericho, when he was attacked by robbers. They stripped him of his clothes, beat him and went away, leaving him half dead. A priest happened to be going down the same road, and when he saw the man, he passed by on the other side. So too, a Levite, when he came to the place and saw him, passed by on the other side. But a Samaritan, as he traveled, came where the man was; and when he saw him, he took pity on him. He went to him and bandaged his wounds, pouring on oil and wine. Then he put the man on his own donkey, brought him to an inn and took care of him. The next day he took out two denarii and gave them to the innkeeper. ‘Look after him,’ he said, ‘and when I return, I will reimburse you for any extra expense you may have.’ “Which of these three do you think was a neighbor to the man who fell into the hands of robbers?”
Let’s not assume someone has already helped.
Let’s not assume it’s not our responsibility to help someone.
And let’s not leave our neighbors in wrecked cars on the side of the road because it doesn’t fit into our nicely organized plans or schedule for the day.