Small Acts of Kindness
As
I look back on life, I have trouble remembering the acts of kindness or the
words of kindness that I have done for others, although I am sure that I have
given them out. At times, someone will say I remember this or that about you
and quite frankly, I don't remember it.
Maybe
it is supposed to be that way. Accounts of kindness shouldn't be like an
inventory or some people would be puffed up and vain. Isn't it enough that the
person on the receiving end remembers? Isn't it enough that we have the pleasure
of doing it? Isn't that reward enough?
Small
acts of kindness can go a long way in another person's life. My future
son-in-law mowed my grass last evening, because my one knee was very painful. I
said that I was going to mow today, but he went back to his house, brought his
mower, and loped off the grass for me. God bless you for that. It allowed me to
see what kind of a man my daughter is marrying. It allows me to be more
comfortable in giving my daughter to him as a wife.
I
must have some kindness in me somewhere. I was a nursing supervisor for nearly
twenty-eight years. That can be a hard position to fill and has the capacity to
make many enemies, but Monday, I was invited to a luncheon for retirees of
Frick hospital. It wasn't a management function, but rather an employee
get-together and I was invited. I wouldn't have been invited if I hadn't made
friends.
I
have a very liberal friend. She tells me that I am too kind to be a Conservative
and so far, I am too kind to tell her that she's too intelligent to be a
Liberal.
There
are a few times that I can recall acts of kindness and have written them down
in my memoires as they come to mind. Many of the stories from my job are past
posts on my blog. Some acts of kindness are placed there I am sure, but I am
not adding them to this post, I just want to remind everyone, do small things
for someone else. Don't expect a thank you or repayment. Be observant for
chances to do things FOR others and not do things TO others. If we were as kind
to humans as we are to our pets, the world would be a much, much better place
to live.
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