DO THE POOR DESERVE TO DIE?

“For the fool speaks folly, his mind is busy with evil: He practices ungodliness and spreads error concerning the Lord; the hungry he leaves empty and from the thirsty he withholds water” (Isaiah 32:6).

My thoughts–unpolished, unrehearsed, probably naiive.  Here goes:  how can Christians put their pocketbooks ahead of people?  I know that the politicians do it because their constituents do it and on and on.  But come on, brothers and sisters.  When people are hungry, can’t we feed them?  And when people are sick, can’t we treat them?  Won’t we?

Oh, please, don’t tell me that all poor people cause their own illnesses by smoking, drinking, and doing drugs.  If you couldn’t afford a dentist, wouldn’t your teeth be rotten?  If my mother’s dearest friend could have afforded a doctor, wouldn’t she have gone before the stomach cancer was too far gone to treat?  And wouldn’t my  Appalachian grandmother have gotten better medical care when she was dying of breast cancer?  And my hard-working grandfather have received help rather than dying on a ladder painting someone else’s house even though he had heart disease and never owned a house of his own?  Did they really deserve to die because they were poor?

God loves the poor as much as the rich.  God blesses the rich in order to bless others.  That’s true trickle down economics.

I don’t have all the answers, but I hope I would spend more money to help those who need my help.  I don’t deserve my blessings.  God has been gracious to me so that I can be gracious to others.  That’s my politics.

Open my heart, Lord, along with my grasping hands.  Show me how to love like you.  Amen.