Who says that
being kind is boring? Have you
ever seen, I mean just really seen the chain reaction from an act of
kindness? No? Let me share an experience with
you.
Tuesday morning
after the kids are all finished with schoolwork, we head out to handle errands.
We started off doing the usual, dropping off recycle. Well after the children helped me they watched another woman
who was emptying her bags and so I asked of they wanted to help and with super excited
smile, they responded with a yes and quickly walked over to offer there help
which she excepted with a smile.
Once the children
were done helping her (this is where it starts) there hands were wet from the
liquids from the soda cans (yeah that yucky feeling on the fingers, yeah I know
gross right) and before we could even turn to look in our own car she was
already heading towards us to offer us wipes for our hands. It doesn’t matter the size of the act
but just the fact that there is one.
The children immediately recognized that and went into an in-depth
conversation of how she blessed us and how someone may be a blessing to
her.
We proceeded to
the church, and a few other places we headed home. It was trash day so when we returned home the children
wanted to take all the neighbors trash cans back to their home (there is only
three on our street) so they got out and walked them to each house. When I pulled into the driveway the
landlord was pulling in the neighbors yard behind us to pick up the tree and
branches that were pulled up. So
yeah of course they were stoked about that. They jumped out of the car and RAN to the tractor to help.
Well actually
they came to an immediate halt when they realized they didn’t know how to ask
to help in German. So I told them
to go ahead and start picking some up and putting it in the carrier so he could
see what they were trying to do. He gestured that yes they could help him. They observed all the bugs and
branches and mold and although they were grossed out they enjoyed every minute
of it. They finished up and came
back to make sure I didn’t need help getting stuff out of the car. They ended their day with a present on
the doorstep from our neighbor, a batch of beautiful fresh flowers from our neighbor’s
garden.
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