One of the earliest snippets of Scripture I learned was, “Be ye kind one to another.”
It doesn’t come naturally for most of us.
In a culture, too prone to bullying, kindness gets mistaken for weakness.
Since knee surgery in March and my birthday last Saturday, I’ve been the recipient of much kindness. Thank you for every caring connection.
Kindness heals places medicines can’t touch.
Kindness peels away wrinkles from the mind and soul.
Yours left me feeling younger than 78 and blessed.
Recently, I read one of Frederick Buechner’s sermons entitled, Growing Up, based on I Peter 2:1-3, 9
This passage challenges us to stop acting like babies, recognize our call to be holy, underscored by, “Now that you have had a taste of the Lord’s kindness.” (v.3 NLT)
Buechner writes “Be kind because although kindness is not by a long shot the same thing as holiness, kindness is one of the doors that holiness enters the world through…”
A few days ago, ABC news showed a young boy helping an elderly woman with a walker, climb steep steps to safety. He looked about age 8 with dark skin, she white, around 80. The reporter said the boy’d been riding in the car with his mother when he caught sight of the old woman, struggling to manage both stairs and walker. He asked his mom to pull over. She did, he jumped out, then helped a stranger slowly make it to the top.
Some days, we’re struggling with life’s climb, in need of a kind hand.
Most days, hopefully, we’re spontaneous as kids, sharing kindness with the least likely, the unsuspecting, even the undeserving, unaware of the presence of the One who walks beside us smiling encouragement, applauding with nail scarred hands.
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