Sorry for the lack of posting lately. I’ve been feeling awfully overwhelmed and uninspired. I’m sure many of you can relate. To catch you up on me, our band is getting ready to hit our busy season, which I’m surprisingly excited about. I’ve been working OT at work, which has cut into my already less than impressive sleep schedule. And finally, in spite of my complete lack of enjoyment in anything play/musical related, I let my buddy talk me into playing in the pit band for Little Shop of Horrors for a local high school.
But enough about me, back to the title of this post. I remember back during the 2009 NFL Draft (I’m a huge draft buff, btw), I felt completely overwhelmed by the coverage of the Michael Oher story, to the point of desensitization. Then the movie came out. You remember The Blind Side, right? The Sandra Bullock movie on Oher’s story? Well, I had never seen the movie before. I decided I had heard the story enough times that I didn’t need to.
Tonight, while flipping through the channels, I caught it on ABC Family and decided to give it a shot. And I’m so glad I did. I think the combination of me forgetting some of the details and the amount of growth I’ve experienced since then really caused this movie to work me over. It’s truly a heart-wrenching story if I’ve ever heard one.
For those of you unfamiliar with Oher’s story, he spent most of his adolescent years in foster homes or homeless. When he was in high school, a family took him in and adopted him. He went on to play OT at Ole Miss and was a first round pick by the Ravens, for whom he currently plays. More or less.
Anyway, as I watch this movie it breaks my heart that there are people in the position he was in, going through the things that he did (granted, from an, admittedly, dramatized perspective). And to be quite honest, it’s easier for me to deal with the fact that there are people who are homeless and starving than it is the fact that there are so many people, probably myself included, who have the ability to intervene and help these people, but simply choose not to. On top of that, I’m not sure what’s the greater cause: lack of compassion or lack of easily accessible avenues to help. Let’s be honest, we don’t get involved with any cause unless it’s 1) convenient or 2) something that affects us personally.
To make things worse, when the movie was finished, there was a show on another channel, afterward, documenting this group’s construction of a giant, underground bunker they were building for some “inevitable” post-apocalyptic situation. Now in this bunker, they have thousands of pounds of food stored up….just in case. So here we sit, in a world where a child dies every 5 seconds from starvation-related cause, and we have some nuts storing thousands of pounds of food in a hole in the ground. America, the greatest country in the world, alone has, at last count, over 670,000 homeless people, and yet, these guys are building a near underground city to make sure they’re ready for zombies, asteroids, or Jesus to come. How is this logical to people?
I guess I’m no better, throwing away half of the food I buy because I didn’t feel like cooking it or forgot to use it before it expired. Why am I up on my high horse? I guess I just feel we can all make a little difference if we spend less time focusing on us and making sure we live comfortably and start paying attention to the needs of our neighbors. Think about it.
And because I haven’t put any music up in forever, here’s a song I’ve been hooked on lately. Check it out.