This picture is called the “Struggling Girl” the photographer’s name is Carter. This child was walking to the U.N. food center but was so weak she fell down, in the background you see the vulture waiting patiently for the little child to die for its food for the day.
Carter told his photographer friend that he was shocked at what he had just photographed, yet minutes later they both packed up and left, to go back to their life of plenty.
This photo was sold to the N.Y. Times March 26, 1993, 13 months later in April 1994, Carter won the Pulitzer Prize for feature photography.
He called his parents and bragged that he received greater applause than any other there. He told them that he can’t wait to show them his trophy that it was the greatest acknowledgment and most precious honor he could have received.
What happened to that little child?
1,000’s called the N.Y. Time and asked the same question.
Carter does not know, he does claim he frightened off the vulture. Yet common sense tells us the vulture would have returned after he left.
Some say the child made it to the U.N. food center, some say it was a boy and not a girl, some say the child lived another 14 years then died of another disease.
We will never know but God does and God saw it all.
Love is what we are called to do, there is no greater love than to lay your life down for another. So many today claim the love of God by handing out money, saying a prayer, yet no one wants to truly put their love into action. No one wants to sacrifice themselves in the name of love.
What happened to the Photographer?
Carter 3 months later took a hose placed it in his pickup truck, sat in it and killed himself. He died of carbon monoxide poisoning at the age of 33.
Was it because of his inhumane actions towards this child? Was it from his boastfulness of the perfect picture he took and was praised for, yet, he couldn’t get past the guilt of walking away from the dying child? I do not know nor can I imagine the thoughts that haunted him.
Yet, I sit here and think on how many people have I passed by that are dying spiritually and the enemy is just waiting to whisk them into hell and I may give them a few dollars yet do not really tend to their true need? How often have I had pity in my heart but did not reach out to someone? I pray for forgiveness and mercy from the LORD.
What Carter did was heartless in our eyes, but if we really look at our own actions and wrongful boasts of things we have done or not have done, are we any different?
Do we have the genuine love of God in our heart? Remember love is the self-sacrificing act, an act that wants no recognition, nothing in return.
Love endures much and will share the Truth with those dying spiritually.
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