How many times have we sought acts of kindness?
The other day I was taking my mother to shop for blinds at the big box store. As we pulled up the drive into the parking lot, there ahead of us was a vehicle that had broken down. Two youngish men came from two different directions and pushed the car until it was well out of the way. They pushed this car until they actually had it in a parking space. I wish I had seen what happened afterward, but with mom in the car I had to keep going.
I took mom to the bank today. Mom walks slowly and with a cane. As we made our way to the door one gentleman opened the first door and a second stepped ahead of us to open the door into the bank.
Leaving the bank we headed back to the big box store due to two of the blinds being the wrong size. We get into the store and see a line waiting at customer service. My mother can’t always stand in one place for long periods. As we made our way to the back of the line I had a quick thought. As mom stood in the line, I stepped into the glasses center and greeted the lady at the desk. I explained the situation and asked if we could possibly use one of the chairs for her as we made our way in the line. She very quickly said yes. No hesitation, no bad attitude. Take it for her. All they worried about was making sure we returned it. Which we did.
Someone I know, brought a really nice load of wood for mom and dad today. They brought the wood and helped James and I unload his truck and stack it where dad wanted. Then he helped me cover it with one of dad’s tarps. Even more special, he stood and talked for a while with dad, unhurried and unfazed about time passing.
I know someone who will drop everything and go help others in need with their vehicle. Stranded somewhere? Have a question? He’s there.
I’ve seen people who have opened heart and wallet for the needy. Trailers packed high with toys to be donated to charity or hospital.
I’ve seen social media posts that begin with “Delete if not allowed but..” then to ask about work or in search of an item that is needed. To see those responding with possibility after possibility of work, and many who have the needed item willing to pass it on.
Is it the season? Has the Christmas Spirit touched us? Have we begun to feel a difference? Are we willing and trying to actually be the difference and show kindness at every opportunity? Has all that we have come through, fighting, suffering, battling what has changed everything of which we are accustomed brought us to a point of showing kindness?
Are we seeing that “Maybe, Christmas doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.”The Grinch.