Sprinkle me with water and I will be pure; wash me and I will be whiter than snow. – Psalm 51:7
I love Lucinda’s new poem about a white Christmas. There’s a stanza that talks about showing love and compassion at this time of year – about helping someone pick up items they’ve dropped. I had to laugh because that very thing recently happened to me. I’m not sure why the good folks at Walmart think that fourteen gazillion items can be stuffed into one of their plastic bags – and they don’t have to double-bag it. Sigh…
I was crossing the parking lot and it was so crowded – people everywhere and cars lined up waiting for me to get out of the way. I had left the cart inside the store, thinking I could carry the bag to the car alright. I thought wrong. The bottom of the bag broke and stuff dropped out! It was everywhere! I was so rattled and embarrassed!
I scrambled to quickly pick things up, although some things had rolled away from me. It’s amazing how kind and helpful the folks around me were! There seemed to be folks coming from everywhere to help – and many were showing true empathy, explaining that at some time or the other, the same thing had happened to them.
The people in cars put them in park and got out to help me! Nobody seemed angry or upset – but everyone was so very kind and helpful. I was silently thanking God for that. As we all know, sometimes people are less than kind and compassionate to another person’s plight.
I hope you enjoy this poem as much as I did.
And I’m reminded too that my neighbor is everyone – not just the person who lives in my neighborhood. Every time others are kind and compassionate with me, I become more kind and compassionate with others. We teach others how to treat others by our own actions and reactions, you see? It’s a choice we make and it’s a choice to ask God for help or not. I don’t know about you, but I want to learn every lesson I can from God if it will mold me into the kind, compassionate, caring person I need to be.
May all your Christmases be WHITE. 🙂