The Poor You Will Always Have Among You

The poor… you will always have among you. I’ve always wondered what Jesus saw that made Him say that.

Maybe He saw the quiet erosion of human will-the way we let what we know slip through the cracks of our own delay.

We all know reading can change a life. We all know movement heals the body. We all know money behaves differently in the hands of those who study it. We all know conversations can open worlds.

Yet we keep negotiating with tomorrow. We keep saying, “Not today.” And tomorrow keeps saying, “I never promised you change.”

There’s a word -atrophy. The wasting away of what was once alive. Not because of violence, but because of neglect.

Park a beautiful car for two years-untouched -and watch time reveal what we refused to tend. Rust. Dust. Silence.

Time doesn’t preserve. Time exposes.

Maybe that’s what Jesus saw. Not poverty of money, but poverty of intentions.

Because the opposite of poverty isn’t wealth-it’s attention. It’s the sacred act of tending.

Some build with little. Some drift with abundance. Both will have their report cards.

So if we know what reduces lack, yet refuse the inconvenience of doing it, what exactly are we expecting?

Because tomorrow is another day. And indeed, it is.

But if you want to think differently, start tending differently. Because the poor you will always have among you -unless you decide to stop being one of them.