I read an article in the morning paper today about a 13-yr. old girl named Lexie that was allegedly murdered by her mother. The article focuses on how multiple reports of abuse and neglect by school administrators, bus drivers, and neighbors were not able to provide the intervention that was required to save this young lady’s life.
Lexie was thrown beaten but still alive into an icy creek by her mother and left to die. The autopsy of her body revealed numerous injuries old and new, and that Lexie died by drowning and the effects of the cold. As I imagine what it must be like to be thrown away like that by someone who gave you life I find I am heartbroken and angry.
Sure, the system failed Lexie. But I know people who work for child protective services and they will tell you that they are hopelessly understaffed, and do not begin to have the resources to meet all the needs they face on a daily basis. My friend has often said, “I can’t worry about mere neglect cases, I have to worry about the kids that may be killed tonight.”
What is wrong with us? The article will make people mad at the system – and in fact, the system is being investigated. But we are all at fault; we are all to blame. This shouldn’t happen – not in this country, not ever.
The King will reply, “I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.”