Why I’m Glad I Don’t Live Back East

Woe to those who make unjust laws, to those who issue oppressive decrees, to deprive the poor of their rights and withhold justice from the oppressed of My people, making widows their prey…Isaiah 10:1-2, NIV

In the news today was the story of a widow in Beaver, Pennsylvania. She was in court trying to get a decision overturned that forced her house to be sold for unpaid interest on the taxes on her home. The County that collected the taxes had noticed that she owed interest on those taxes.

The judge in the case ruled that the county was completely within its rights to sell the widow’s home – a home that was valued at $280,000. The widow’s husband had apparently taken care of all the finances during his lifetime, and his unfortunate widow just missed the fact that she not only owed the taxes – which she paid – but also interest for a late payment.

The law is the law - said the county and the judge - so they sold her home to pay for the unpaid interest on the paid taxes.

The widow owed $6.80…

In little, unsophisticated town in which I reside, at the little, unsophisticated church that I attend, we mow the lawns for our widows. If anyone in town were to ever hear of a widow’s house being placed on the auction block for a $6.80 tax bill, they would do something about it. But, of course, we wouldn’t have to get to that point because they don’t sell the houses of widows in the little, unsophisticated county in which we live – at least not for six dollars and eighty cents.

I don’t live back east. I’m sure the people who live back east are happy that I don’t… and so am I!

Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress…James 1:27, NIV