Look up from your phone, what do you see? A little girl crying because she skinned her knee. Did you notice, it was you that made her fall as she now slowly starts to bawl?
As you sit on the train reading your email, a crippled old lady shuffles by like a snail. Her back is bent, her head hung low, did you offer your seat while talking to Joe?
Look up, look up or else you’ll miss it. The homeless man who just got hit, his lip is bleeding, his assailant flees, can you get him some help as he’s down on his knees?
Look closely my dear, put down your phone, the world is so busy yet we are all so alone. We think of our selves, we have no time, we’re far to busy to help clean up the grime.
She sits alone, reading her book, you pass right by without even a look. Your phone a distraction that keeps you from seeing the real world we live in and the need for all healing.
*photo from socialhermit