My Father was the kindest person I’ve ever known.
I find myself modeling after his ability to love every single person he ever came in contact with. He was and is still my inspiration even though he has passed on. I ask myself “what would Dad do?”
Unwavering Love. I feel like it’s a very rare quality these days.
I live in a small rural area but it’s still easy to find people that are not kind. They are constantly fending for themselves, it’s me, me, me, all the time. People will shut doors in your face and not think anything about it. At the grocery store it hurry and get what you want never mind the other person. I’m sure there are people everywhere that act like this.
People have no regard for others everywhere you go. People can easily be rude to even the elderly or disabled.
I always try to think how my Father would act in these situations where people are being so terrible.
Being kind can often be misinterpreted and people can take advantage of that.
Growing up my Father kindness was taken advantage of, because people deemed it as weakness. But I knew one thing- to never make my Father angry. Once my Father knew someone couldn’t be trusted or tried to take advantage of him. That was the end. People respected him for that. As long as you was kind to my Father, everything as good.
I was thinking one day if people weren’t going to be kind to me then why do they deserve my kindness.
I thought where’s the logic in that. But there is logic in that. Realizing life is not a race.
Who are we to judge who is in last place or not?
I don’t care about how much money you make, or how big your house is, or what kind of car you drive. I don’t care about your job title or how many awards you’ve won.
I care about the way you treat me and other. I care about the way you treat those who are less fortunate than you are. I care about how to act when you think no one is looking.
I few weekends ago there was a older man with I think it was his grandson coming out of a store. The boy was probably 5 or 6 years old, he was trying his hardest to open the door for his grandfather but the door being to heavy for him. A lady walked right on by nearly knocking the old man down. I thought to myself WoW, I can’t believe she just did that. Then I man after her held the door so the older man and his grandson could get out. I instantly knew what kind of people they were just by what had happened.
Do you shove a stranger just because you need to get into a store? Do you treat someone unkindly just because they treated you unkindly?
At the end of the day, what matters most is how you treated the people around you and the amount of love you’ve shown to others.
“And, in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make”The Beatles