My sister and I take mid-morning walks in the park. She brings Emily, her 2 year old daughter, to join. It’s the highlight of my day. I am normally pretty environmentally observant, but even more so when Em is with me. I make sure Sharon and the stroller are on the inside of the sidewalk, not close to the river and that I am between them and anyone putting out a sketchy vibe.
The way I figure it, she has a husband and child depending on her. If something happens to me, a smaller gap is left in the world. I understand that in God’s eyes my life is just as valuable, but in a practical sense, I am less of a loss. People would be sad, but I am not an important cog in anyone’s wheel of daily life. This line of reasoning makes Sharon mad and she refuses to engage the conversation. She isn’t convinced that we need to come up with some sort of contingency plan if it comes down to me or her.
From a worldly perspective, are some lives more important?