As I was driving home from the high school yesterday morning, I noticed a teenage boy walking to school. It was 38 & raining, and he was obviously cold. As I drove past him, he looked at me with this smile and kept walking. Since he still had a few blocks to go, something inside of me wanted to stop and offer him a ride to school.
I continued to drive down the road and thought about all the reasons why I shouldn’t turn around. “What if someone thinks that you are trying to kidnap him?” I could just imagine the police showing up at my house and trying to explain that I was just trying to offer the boy a ride. Then I thought about how I try to teach my children not to get into the car with strangers & would this be breaking a parents rule.
Then from nowhere, I thought about the WWJD (what would Jesus do) He would pull someone out of the rain, no matter what. So with that I turned my car around and headed back toward the high school, thinking of ways to convince this child that I wasn’t some crazy woman in her PJ’s trying to kidnap him.
By the time I had reached the school, he was already there. He stood there cold, wet, & getting ready to cross the street. As I went to turn my car around he looked up at me and smiled again. I went on my way.
While driving home, I thought of how sad it is that we no longer stop to help someone out of fear. Fear of our surroundings, fear of what someone might do as a reaction, of sometimes fear of what others might think. I also thought of what I might do differently next time, to try to help someone before it’s too late.
So here is my question to you, what would you do?