{"id":235,"date":"2020-10-16T19:58:00","date_gmt":"2020-10-16T23:58:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/js1cd06kre.onrocket.site\/?p=235"},"modified":"2020-12-06T20:21:57","modified_gmt":"2020-12-07T01:21:57","slug":"the-least-of-these","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/2020\/10\/16\/the-least-of-these\/","title":{"rendered":"The Least of These"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/12\/DickHoyt.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-236\" width=\"274\" height=\"320\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>When Dick and Judy Hoyt became parents on January 10, 1962, it quickly became evident that something had gone terribly wrong.<br><br>The umbilical cord was wrapped around their son\u2019s neck.&nbsp; Because of oxygen deprivation to his brain, little Rick had cerebral palsy.&nbsp; He would never be able to walk or talk.<br><br>Numerous physicians assured the Hoyts that their son was incapable of learning or comprehension.&nbsp; They encouraged institutionalizing him for the rest of his life.&nbsp;<br><br>Judy and Dick, however, noticed that even though Rick had little control over his muscles, his eyes followed them around the room.&nbsp; They clung to the hope that one day he might be able to communicate.&nbsp; When Rick was 11, they took him to the engineering department at Tufts University to see if someone could fashion a device to help make that happen.&nbsp;<br><br>University officials were dismissive.&nbsp; They saw no evidence that Rick\u2019s brain was functioning normally.&nbsp; \u201cTell him a joke,\u201d Dick said.&nbsp; When someone cracked a joke, Rick laughed.&nbsp;<br><br>The engineers at Tufts ultimately crafted a simple computer that allowed the speechless boy to type out sentences by moving his head (the only part of his body he could control) against a button.&nbsp; It was a laborious process.&nbsp; But suddenly, miraculously, Rick Hoyt \u2013 for the first time in his life \u2013 was in touch with the world around him.&nbsp;<br><br>From the start, it was evident he was bright.&nbsp; He began to attend public schools.&nbsp; In 1993, at the age of 31, he graduated from Boston University with a degree in special education.&nbsp; Rick would go on to work in a computer lab at Boston College developing communication systems for other men and women with disabilities.&nbsp;<br><br>But it was something that happened in 1977 that forever changed the Hoyt family.&nbsp;<br><br>Fifteen-year-old Rick heard about a high school lacrosse player who had been paralyzed in an accident.&nbsp; A five-mile run had been organized to defray his expenses.&nbsp; Rick typed out these words: \u201cDad, I want to run.\u201d<br><br>Dick was now 36 years old and had, in his own estimation, seriously let himself go.&nbsp; He had never run over a mile in his life. &nbsp;He put Rick into a wheelchair and trotted behind him, puffing and wheezing, for five miles.&nbsp; After the event Rick wrote, \u201cDad, when I\u2019m running, it feels like I\u2019m not handicapped.\u201d<br><br>Those words transformed Dick.&nbsp;<br><br>Father and son began to run together, Dick pushing a specially designed three-wheel chair.&nbsp; Over the years they completed 1,130 endurance events, including more than 200 triathlons.&nbsp; Team Hoyt ran the 26.2-mile distance of the marathon 72 times \u2013 the Boston Marathon on 32 occasions.&nbsp; Dick\u2019s best time is within 30 minutes of the world record \u2013 which was not set, as <em>Sports Illustrated<\/em> columnist Rick Reilly observed, by a guy pushing his son in a wheelchair.&nbsp; In 1992, they biked and ran together 3,770 miles across the United States, all the way from the Pacific to the Atlantic.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>There are numerous video montages of Rick and Dick available online.&nbsp; Some of them are half-hour documentaries.&nbsp; Here\u2019s a <a href=\"https:\/\/glennsreflections.us17.list-manage.com\/track\/click?u=c4927dfbefb9749e5fef1581d&amp;id=f2b5b5b83b&amp;e=5cd2a880e9\">shorter one<\/a> that will give you a heartwarming glimpse into their story.&nbsp; Kleenex are highly recommended.<br><br>Dick is now 80 years old.&nbsp; Rick is 58.&nbsp; Their days of running together are probably over.&nbsp;<br><br>But they have left behind a lasting lesson about the nature of disability.&nbsp;<br><br>In his book <em>Who is this Man?<\/em> John Ortberg writes: \u201cThe Greeks loved physical excellence and perfection, the nobility of striving.&nbsp; They gave us the Olympics, through which mortals strove to be like the gods of Olympus.&nbsp; They gave us the marathon, the ultimate test of human will and strength.&nbsp; They did not give us the story of a marathon being run by a man carrying his crippled son.\u201d&nbsp;<br><br>Yet that is the spirit of the New Testament.&nbsp;<br><br>Disabled little ones in the ancient world were usually cast aside.&nbsp; But Jesus makes it clear that showing compassion to \u201cthe least of these\u201d is equivalent to honoring him. (Matthew 25:40)&nbsp; Loving the least and the last is how we love God.&nbsp;<br><br>Our ladder-climbing world suggests that a little child should grow up to be like King Herod.&nbsp; The Bible declares that the best thing King Herod could have done was to become like a little child.&nbsp;<br><br>Theologians call it the Great Reversal.&nbsp; The first shall be last, and the last shall be first.&nbsp;<br><br>And by the grace of God, lives that were thought not worth living become the most inspiring lives of all.&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When Dick and Judy Hoyt became parents on January 10, 1962, it quickly became evident that something had gone terribly wrong. The umbilical cord was wrapped around their son\u2019s neck.&nbsp; Because of oxygen deprivation to his brain, little Rick had cerebral palsy.&nbsp; He would never be able to walk or talk. Numerous physicians assured the Hoyts that their son was&#8230; <a href=\"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/2020\/10\/16\/the-least-of-these\/\">Read more &raquo;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":236,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[74,75],"class_list":["post-235","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-matthew-25","tag-value-of-every-life"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/235","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=235"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/235\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":237,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/235\/revisions\/237"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/236"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=235"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=235"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/glennsreflections.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=235"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}