I love this show. I really do. But the one this last week for the Drumm family had something wrong with it.

For those who didn’t see it. The Drumm family had one Autistic child, and one with Aspergers. They were so poor that they lived in a house that used to be a dump site, and had to sell their car to buy food. Despite all this, they gave endlessly to the community around them. So, in comes EMHE and with the help of several hundred volunteers and around 4000 on-lookers, they gave them a beautiful and yet affordable home.

Here is the rub for me. This has been going on for YEARS. The “community that loves them so much” stood by and did NOTHING all that time. If each of those “loving community members” would have given $100 to the Drumm family, they would have had $400,000 to get out of the hole they were in. But no… they just kept taking from people who had nothing. EMHE showed up and suddenly all the “love” of the community showed itself. If EMHE wouldn’t have come, that “loving” community would still be sitting on its hands doing nothing for the very needy and deserving Drumm family.

That pisses me off.

I had a collection agent finally explain to me the purpose of having friends. She said, and I paraphrase, “If you can’t ask your friends for several thousand dollars to help you out with your debt, then what are they for?” Wow. I’d hate to be one of her friends. I bet she’s never picked up a tab in her life.

So several very kind and considerate people got together and got us a bunch of pre-made frozen dinners. Both freezers in our fridges are full. So, yesterday our oven stopped working. Nice.

More in my musical journey.

An Excerpt from the song A Breath or Two from
Not Without Love by Jimmy Needham

Simply stated simple minded love for you
Has simply been completely complicated
And I’m finding
This daily drudgery is finally catching up to me
Its time for this abandon to make much of you
And less of me

I want to breathe in
I want to breathe in and out again

I’m tired of putting one foot in front of the other
I’m weary of where it leads me too
I’m tired of moving on from my father
Make me rest my head and take a breath or two

O for a slower pace
Moving at the speed of sound sounds like a race to me
O to be at ease
Moving at the speed of sound gets hard on the knees

I have my Bible software set to open to a random verse. Today it opened to the Message version of Matt. 10:39, “If your first concern is to look after yourself, you’ll never find yourself. But if you forget about yourself and look to me, you’ll find both yourself and me.”

I guess it’s time to re-focus…