A woman whose book I just started identified herself, years ago as the wife of a successful pastor, as someone “too busy blessing the blessed” to spend time on the needy.
Got in my car this morning to hear the very end of a report about, I deduced, paying college athletes (football players, anyway). The president of a university that is not in one of the “big 5” athletic conferences opined that this would create a plutocracy. The concern was valid, to a degree. If schools pay players, richer schools will be able to pay players more, thus funneling even more of the most talented players into fewer schools.
Then I read a piece about the NBA’s being hurt by the FIBA. Paul George, a star for the Indiana Pacers, was severely injured playing for Team USA. As a result of this loss, some even question the financial drain the NCAA makes on the NBA. (Players are required to play at least a year of college basketball before being eligible for the NBA draft and the millions of dollars that follow from it.)
I suppose I shouldn’t be bothered or offended that the interests of the NBA and colleges large and small, and even congregations of established churches have people looking out for them. But what about “the least, the last, and the lost”?
Who is looking out for the hungry, the thirsty, the stranger, the naked, the sick, and those in prison?
These clearly do not demand the economic attention of major colleges or their football programs, or of the NBA.
For whom ought we be looking out?