Mass communication has a downside. Every day I’m bombarded with news and images of horrors all over the world. I know that scripture commands me to “bear one another’s burdens”, but at times it just seems like too much.
It’s then that I focus on the “one” in “one another.” My prayers and efforts turn to finding something I can do or say to benefit a single person’s life. Sure enough, an opportunity always appears.
A famous story tells of a beach filled with starfish that were washed up by an especially rough surf. A young boy walked along, throwing them back into the ocean so that they would not die. Watching this, a cynical man said “There are thousands of starfish on this beach, and this must be happening on scores of beaches along the coast. You can’t possibly make a difference.” The boy bent down and picked up another starfish. As he tossed it into the sea, he replied, “I made a huge difference to that one.”
The media reminds me of all I cannot do, and that is saddening. But during my journey, surely some individual need will be revealed. Might as well start there.