The question I found myself pondering on this week, “after all, what really matters?”. Last week, I found myself caught up in traffic on the M25.
What was different this time? I was not one of the people driving by trying to catch a glimpse of what had happened. No, this time I was caught up, right in the middle of the pandemonium.
It was like a movie scene. The cars desperately wanting to get through as each driver slowly moved forward, like people standing in a queue. Mixed up in the lineup where trucks, lorries, expensive cars and family cars, everyone thinking about how much time they had either wasted in the traffic or wondering what had caused the traffic in the first place.
We were caught up in the thick of it.
Suddenly I noticed a cyclist had gotten off his motorcycle and was at the window of the white van a few cars ahead of us. I thought there was an accident and they were going to exchange blows. Not knowing the lorry driver on my left had caught the attention of the cyclist and instructed him to check on the driver of the white van.
The lorry driver had noticed the white van driver had stopped moving with the traffic.
I was a few cars behind, thinking why did I get in this line, “come on move it!” I noticed the cyclist pulling the white van driver out of the car and another driver jumping out of his car to assist.
“What was going on? For goodness sake.” I thought to myself.
The white van driver was having problems breathing. They carried the man out of his van and placed him on the floor of the M25.
I couldn’t believe this was happening right in front of my eyes.
It had just begun.
Everyone became a Samaritan, as we pulled together to try and help this man – a stranger to all of us.
A Jewish guy performed first aid and then a lady took over and then the lorry driver. We ran around hectically trying to find out who he was. My friend found his wallet and mobile phone and contacted his family. Then the police and ambulance service arrived.
The M25 was at a standstill.
My own imagination could not have prepared me for what was happening in front of me. Then a helicopter arrived and landed right next to us in the middle of the M25.
With everyone working together to save his life, the police told us we were free to go.
All the while I prayed to God for a miracle.
The weekend passed by with different situations occurring attempting to steal my peace, joy and hope but we got through, only to receive a call from my friend, “He didn’t make it Michelle, he’s gone.”
I did not know this man personally, but I wondered if he had given his heart to God and accepted Jesus Christ. Death had come calling and now he was no more, with a wife and family left behind to mourn.
I know that feeling but that was not my focus. What I pondered on was this, with all the people on the M25 that Friday, who saw what had happened, will anyone take a moment to think about “the man on the M25?” Will anyone consider the possibility, that could have been them? I doubt the time of reflection would have been long because it didn’t happen to them personally. However, it can! It can happen to anyone of us. May God spare our lives and grant us long-life in Jesus name, amen.
My friend said she will always remember that moment for many different reasons, but the main thing she felt being there, was how everyone pulled together to help a stranger without a second thought. I remember her using the word “unity”. We were black, white, Asian, Jewish and Christian, all unified to see a life saved.
The world is full of people ready to be unified to achieve a good cause, but I wonder, there must be more……
More we can do for each other daily.
More we can do in the roles and position we find ourselves in.
More for the community and neighbourhood we live in.
More for the next generation.
More with a smile and a gentle greeting.
More by letting someone else park where you intended or allowing another driver to pass while you wait.
More by opening and holding the door for someone else before yourself.
More by sacrificing our luxuries for a month to give to charity.
More by being a voice for the voiceless.
More by picking up the phone to speak to a friend or relative.
More by buying flowers for your spouse or taking them out for a meal.
More by choosing a person over an item.
More by honouring others around you.
More by showing gratitude.
More by working with excellence and giving great service.
More by saying please and thank you.
More more more!
The reality of life and death is ignored until it happens. Why wait when the love and care you show or give can be the saving grace for someone in need including yourself.
I write this to remind myself of the need to be more and pursue more but also to inform you – be more than who you were yesterday.
Love and live like Jesus, let Him be Your Role-Model.
Prayer: Father God, thank You for Your Son, Jesus Christ who came to show us all I can be in this life and world. Help us daily in our hearts to love others as You love us. May we bring joy, peace, favour, kindness and love to every place we go in Your precious and Holy name we pray, amen.
Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. (Colossians 3:12 NIV)
Be kind and helpful to one another, tender-hearted [compassionate, understanding], forgiving one another [readily and freely], just as God in Christ also forgave you. (Ephesians 4:32 AMP)