when does it end?

Not to long ago I watched a documentary on photographer Marcus Halabi. One particularly disturbing portions of the documentary was when Halibi talked about a photograph he took of a woman drowning in the ocean. It was disturbing. The woman was standing on an embankment on the ocean. She was on a smoke break from the bar she worked at near the beach. As she watched the waves while smoking her cigarette, a giant wave came and swept her into the water. Marucs photographed this. He was 50 feet from her and had a choice. Save her, or keep taking pictures. 200 feet away were two men, one a lifeguard. He saw them running so he kept taking pictures, even though he could have gotten there first. The men running to the woman were a half second to late. As the one man reached out to grab her hand a 20 foot wave swelled and took her away. She died. Marcus documented the whole thing with his camera, he could have saved her. Instead he just watched.

Every time I stand in line at the grocery store, or turn on the news and hear another crazy report about Britney Spears’ mental breakdown over the last couple of months, I can’t help but feel like Marcus Halabi. I can’t help but feel like we are standing on the shore watching this woman get swept away, without doing anything to help save her. Do a little blog search and the only thing people find in her whole ordeal is entertainment. They love to watch though they could help.

At what point do we as a society stand by and enjoy watching people’s lives literally fall apart. Sure the personal life of Brittany Spears is of no business of mine. But it’s everywhere I turn. I go get gas, groceries, clothes, the headlines tell the story.

I don’t have a solution to this matter, but I wish I did. I wish I had the opportunity to minister to Brittany and share the gospel with her. But I don’t, so I pray.

I’m requesting one thing from all of you who read: Any time you hear or see news about Brittany pray for her.