Too Late?

The statistics are frightening; people have a test which indicates a possible medical problem.  A huge minority of those tested never follow-up.  It is as if denial is a new medical cure.  They know but they do not act.  They hear with their ears but not with their heart.  Knowledge, information, and facts do not change anyone – no matter how convincing, accurate, or even fearful they might be.
 
We live in a world inundated with facts, information, and noise.  Every part of our senses is bombarded, 24×7, by images, sounds, and other forms of communication.  It is hard to discern the truth.  It is hard to comprehend what defies our understanding.  It is hard to survive, much less live given the pace, quantity, and relentlessness of what is going on.  Times goes on, we live, and the bombardment continues.  Is it too late to do something with what we already have?
 
I believe each moment forms a turning point that we should take seriously.  The world is in pain, is what we choose to do going to make a difference?  The world is searching for models of truth – compassion, mercy, and community.  Do our actions tell a story others will sense and recognize as truth?  The world is desperately thirsty for an experience of what it means to live with purpose.  Is it too late for our lives to give them a touch?
 
Far too often I find myself hiding from reality and the moment at hand.  It is simpler to just play – hoping I catch at least a short grip on a ride which entertains and distracts.  I hear an evaluation that could easily be mine; “God-of-the-Angel-Armies whispered to me his verdict on this frivolity: ‘You'll pay for this outrage until the day you die.’  The Master, God-of-the-Angel-Armies, says so.”  (Isaiah 22.14) 
 
Yet it isn’t mine or yours, at least not yet.  We can make a difference.  We can touch the lives in our community.  We can live in the moment – ready to act in compassion.  Everything is possible, time remains, opportunities are now.