the goodness of man?

i simply don't believe in "the goodness of man" that people so quickly idealize, and reading langdon gilkey's book 'shantung compound' in an ethics class a few years ago only made that non-belief even stronger.

i believe that people have the ability and even the notion to be good, but that our intuition calls us to be selfish. only when we overcome that selfishness that we do as john welsey taught, to "do all the good you can, by all the means you can, in all the ways you can, in all the places you can, at all the times you can, to all the people you can, as long as ever you can." our instinct, however, is to take care of number one. it's basic survival mode.

kara and i were driving to pittsburgh for katie's wedding when we rounded a bend in the road and saw a car upside down in a ditch. first reaction: wow that sucks. assumed it happened days ago since no one was around and no other cars had stopped. second reaction a millisecond later: the wheels are still spinning. no other cars have stopped because there aren't any cars ahead of us on the road. holy crap, this JUST happened!

without a thought, kara pulls the car over while i pull out my cell phone. she runs across the interstate while i dial 911. "where are you?" the woman on the other end of the line asks. "northbound on I-77 in virginia, but not exactly sure where. a sign up ahead says 11 miles till hillsville."

a motorcyclist pulls over. he and kara try to get in the car.

"is there anyone in the car?" the woman on the phone asks. "yes." i say without knowing the answer for sure. i'm too afraid to look through the glass. if there were people in that smashed upside down vehicle, i was sure they were dead.

a van pulls over. the man has a wrench to break the glass. an older woman crawls from the drivers seat and outside through the back door. the passenger, an older gentleman, isn't quite so mobile. he's still strapped into his seat, hanging upside down from the ceiling. it's a few more moments before he gets unbuckled, flipped around, and pulled out of the other side of the car. i count 8 of us strangers helping the couple.

by now a man has a neon vest and is directing traffic. he must be a construction worker or part of a road crew. only a few passing drivers ask if we need help.

i hear the sirens and see the reflection of the distant flashing lights against the cars and the mountain side. it seems like forever before professional responders arrive on the scene. by now nearly everyone has left. "we better hit the road before this gets all backed up!" they said as they disappeared into their vehicles.

almost as quickly as everyone came together, they scattered.

a semi-truck driver is leaning on the car, repeating "i'm sorry"s to the couple. the older man from the passenger seat gently says, "i don't know how you didn't see us..."

kara and i stay until the couple starts to receive some medical attention (although they didn't have a scratch on them), only long enough after to ask one of the medics if we needed to stay for anything and them to say 'no'.

we were back on the road again, letting the adrenaline drive the rest of our road trip to pennsylvania.



sunday, on our trip back to north carolina, we stopped in elkins, west virginia to attend a benefit concert at the american mountain theater to support our friend and his recent cancer treatments. the performers spoke of miraculous hope and of generous love. they sang of a people who pray and of a God who heals.

we chose seats in the very back of the theater. i wanted to fully grasp the awesome power of the outpouring of love for matt. i wanted to see the rows of seats completely fill, and that i did. 600 people. plus all the people who gave for the cause, even after all of the seats had been sold.

if that's not a testimony of a man's life and the way he loves the people around him, then well i'm not sure i know what is.

"the goodness of man", eh? i still hold fast that our instinct is to go into selfish survival mode, but we have a higher calling to "do good" and if we let it, that good will overpower our egos.


i close with a quote from shantung compound:
"Our particular job of salesman, professor, or senator
may prove useless in a camp or even in the next historical moment.
But our neighbor is always with us,
in the city, in the country, or in the camp.

If the meaning of life on its deepest level is the service of God–
which in turn means the service of the neighbor's needs and fellowship with him–
then this is a task that carries over in to any new situation.

The creation and preservation of life
so that it may be enjoyed by all,
the development of community in the direction of justice,
the satisfaction of the needs of all our fellows through some practical work well done,
and finally the creation of fellowship with others–
these fundamental tasks, communal expressions in each case of the love of one's neighbor,
are present in any historical situation.

In each circumstance they call for
courage, integrity, self-sacrifice, energy, and intelligence;
and on them depends the life of civilization."