I just read some heartwarming news. A fellow-writer posted on his blog a sweet message that he received from a grateful single mom. This fellow that I follow – leads his “Army of Good” in performing everyday ordinary miracles that deeply touch the lives of others.
One of his stories wrote about a single mom with no apparent husband, working two jobs and struggling to raise her son amidst rising rents in Albany NY. We learned her boy did not have a winter coat or winter boots. Nor did they have a table and chairs from which to share a meal. By his broadcast of the story, this fellow was able to raise the money to purchase these few items to make this family more comfortable. The furniture he located may not have been new, but it provided the family a place to come together; a place to bow their heads in grateful praise. The coat and boots ensured this child would not shiver at the bus stop wearing only layered-on sweatshirts and sneakers in the deep cold of up-state New York.
The mother’s message of heartfelt appreciation resonated in the depths of my soul. It reminded me that we should listen to the quiet, and in that, try to find our way to performing some daily act that would bring some comfort to someone’s day. Big or small, the beauty is in the act itself.
I know this is the Season for giving, and many folks rally to the call. But, I would love to think that once December 25th passes by, the feeling of wanting to provide comfort and joy to others will stay behind! I love the thought of beginning a movement – just think of all the great accomplishments we can achieve – all born out of very small gestures.
