Every Act of Kindness is a Little Bit of Love Left Behind

I think genuine acts of kindness is a lost art. Opening the door for somebody, helping the old lady across the street, lighting somebody’s cigarette, giving somebody directions. The common courtesy of doing the little things is just lost.

As I read in Paul Williams and Tracey Jackson’s Gratitude and Trust: Six Affirmations That Will Change Your Life, every act of kindness is a little bit of love left behind.

Another book I read recently, Just Mercy by Bryan Stevenson, is that mercy is something you give to people that don’t deserve it.

People typically get thrown away, written-off when they make their worst mistake. Unfortunately, that’s the way things seem to work in society, but I believe that we’re all more than the worst thing we’ve ever done.

Have we become so hardened that we forgot to do all the little things AND we see all the bad things that happen and forget to be forgiving of others?

When was the last time you showed mercy to somebody that probably didn’t deserve it, but did it in hopes that it would come back to you?


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