In my life of comfort, do I care for those around
Those who are hungry and cold, of whom I hear not a sound
Do I care enough to find them and share my food for the day
Feeding them is feeding Jesus. That is what the Scriptures say.
Matthew 25
Today I’m going to pack my car with tons of food and stuff
So that when I drive right past them I will always have enough
If I were them what would I want them to do for me?
Not just food and clothes I’ll want, but love and dignity.
You never know when a kind gesture could be the turning point in one individual’s life, that moment when they rally themselves and say, “I can continue, and I will find a way.” As you say, it’s not the food: it’s the recognition. People who have been degraded to such an extent develop caricatures of themselves, or else block out any sense they have of who they are (sometimes with cheap substances), because to be visible in that state is so incomprehensibly painful. If you respond, not to their appearance (perhaps with pity, or with oblivious goodwill), but to their timeless, human soul – even just to one – they may begin to believe that their existence has not been sentenced to invisibility and hopelessness, if even just for one day….
You are right. It is something so intangibly deep, that runs within us… This need to be recognised. How much more when it seems one has nothing to offer to mankind. Love can supercede this requirement and give dignity to those who have none.
Very touching and made me pondered. If at least half of mankind would be kind enough to care about others, this world would be a better place to live. Remember, a kind heart is a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity freshen into smiles.
Thank you for your comment. You are right – we have the power to change our world by the smallest act of kindness.