Sunday, March 05, 2006

No Time

Somewhere on a busily downtown street if you watch the people rushing around you. They all seem to have places to go and no time to stop moving.

A young mother sighs.

Her child screams next to her and there isn't a man with her that can help. You see something in that woman's eyes. Is it sadness? Looking around it seems as though no one notices this woman and her child. They have places to go and no time to look into the woman's eyes.

A little boy turns around in circles.

Is he lost? Where is his mother and father? You see the adults around him continue walking. They don't see the boy. He is invisible to them. They have places to go and no time to help a child find his way.

A worker stocks products onto shelves. The same motion over and over again. You can tell there is something on his mind. He isn't thinking about the products. Every movement he makes seems to be drenched with pain and stress. More people run past him. They don't see all of his hard work. They have places to go and no time to talk to a worker.

A couple holds hands.
They look at each other and smile. Is this look in their eyes love? You see a girl across the room watching them. She looks down at the floor as a tear rolls down her cheek. She watches them kiss and then she walks out the door. Did the happy couple feel her sadness? They have places to go and no time to see a girl's tears.

An elderly man walks slowly.
He seems to be in more pain with every step he takes. Finally he stops and looks around. He reaches for something on a shelf and then brings his hand back down quickly. He cradles his arm. Teenagers who could easily reach what is on the shelf walk quickly past him. They have places to go and no time to help a hurting old man.

A girl turns out her pockets.
She stands at the check-out in her dirty t-shirt and ripped jeans. The cashier asks if she has the money and she doesn't answer. Embarrassed, she looks at the people in line behind her. Nobody offers help. Most of them look at the floor or just stare blankly. They have places to go and no time to feed a poor girl.

A man screams into his cell phone.
A baby in a car-seat next to him starts to cry. He doesn't notice that he woke the baby or that a mother cradles it in her arms. He just continues screaming like he's the only person in the world. He has places to go and no time to hear a baby crying.

A lady holds 5 bags in her hands.
She almost falls over and drops one of her bags. After picking it up she continues toward the door. Before she can say anything the person before her lets the door slam in her face. They didn't stop to look, instead they continued walking. They have places to go and no time to hold a door.

- Why do we rush through life?
We have our own problems.
Our own desires and needs.
We all want to succeed.
Everyone seems to have everything under control.
Each of us has lost someone.
Been in love.
Felt lonely.
Laughed.
Cried.
Made mistakes.
Wondered why we're here.

- Would the world be different if everyone stopped rushing?
What if we noticed the people around us?
If we went out of our way to help other people.... would things change?....

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