Unsung

Most heroes in life are unsung.  We never see or hear about them.  Except for the ripples of their miracles, the memories with those they touch, and the impact of changed lives on others, nothing is really known about them.  It is almost as if they didn’t exist, except they did.  When I think those I have had the privilege of talking with I find myself coming back to common themes.  They didn’t do it for the glory.  Reward wasn’t a consideration.  Even personal satisfaction didn’t seem to be a driver.  Their motivation centered on the simple fact of need and opportunity.  Someone needed help.  They were there. 
 
In the midst of the tragedy haunting your life and mine I wonder what motivates our actions.  Do we thirst for the fight?  Are we looking for the glory?  Is it important for someone to take note?  Even if we crave any or all these things we can choose a different path.  We have the opportunity to do something radically different.  We can respond, act, and move on to the next opportunity. 
 
There will be those who take issue with what we are doing.  This view isn’t cynical, just realistic.  When Jesus found himself in a death embrace with local leaders the solution was simple; “Jesus no longer went out in public among the Jews.  He withdrew into the country bordering the desert to a town called Ephraim and secluded himself there with his disciples.”  (John 11.54)  He got on with the business at hand!
 
I find myself sitting at a junction.  Everywhere are people in need.  I fear I am the only one to see a few of these.  If I do not respond and raise the cry, who will?  Does glory matter when a child’s life hangs in the balance?  Is it recognition important when there are people suffering from injustice and greed?
 
My position is not unique.  When I travel I see people of all shapes, sizes, and position hurting.  They are within your reach and mine.  Today is a window to join the unsung.