Think of it this way...
The video and accompanying story of the three year old ending up in the gorilla habitat breaks my heart. I get a little angry when some of my Christian friends suggest people care more about animals than they care about people. It's sad when our limited minds create tiny, little hearts that cannot fathom the concept that God's entire creation matters to Him; therefore, it matters to me.
The easy way out is to blame the parents or judge the animal experts. It only reinforces my belief that human beings do not understand or admit our contribution to societal chaos. What do you think might have happened if the bystanders would have remained calm and allowed the animal experts to attempt to intervene peacefully? Most of us do not support peaceful resolutions. We want to take control and make things happen. We seem to enjoy our anger. Oh, we never admit it out loud but we believe we have a right to get mad, assess every situation, and pass judgment. It’s called, “ego.”
From all indications, the gorilla was simply being a gorilla. It's interesting he tried to adjust the child's sagging shorts. The behavior seemed paternal in nature. The more the crowd screamed, the harder the gorilla tried to remove the child from harm. It appeared to me as though the gorilla paid more attention to the child's surroundings than did the humans. Yes, he dragged the child. That's because he is a gorilla.
I wasn't there. I don't know what happened prior to the child landing in the animal's habitat. You would think we were all there by the way we became angry, assessed the situation and passed judgment. Remember, that’s called, “ego.”
I keep remembering a summer long ago when my husband and I took a five year old and two year old for a weekend vacation in Galveston. We spent big bucks to stay in a nice hotel. The very first day, we went down to the fancy pool. My hands were full with towels, sunscreen and apple juice. My husband did double duty with both boys. He sat the two year old on the side of the pool right next to him and turned to put Floaties on our five year old. I literally turned my back for just a minute when I heard a thump and screams. Our youngest child (at the time <wink>) slid right off the side, fell into the pool and sunk straight to the bottom.
It happened in a matter of seconds. It felt like it was a slow motion movie. A man already in the pool grabbed our child and lifted him to safety.
I was mad at my husband. My husband was shaken and guilt ridden. The crowd was unforgiving.
While our story had a happy ending and no animals were harmed, it taught me a great lesson. We should be less quick to deem ourselves an expert and develop a greater tendency for compassion. Compassion goes along way when it comes to people and animals. Compassion allows me to care about the child, the parents, zoo personnel and the gorilla.
Thank God that He is a God of great compassion. He says we are “created in His image.” What do you think?