Are you a thief?

Yesterday was kind of deviant! Because we’ve been asking “Where does it hurt?” Not “How can we help those who are hurting?”

So we need to turn that around (yesterday’s theme), and put yourself in the place of the one being neglected, or forgotten. The quote at the end still fits very well: “If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.” (Mother Teresa) If you have no peace, perhaps you’ve forgotten that you belong to me, and you need to let me know.

Being sick or infirm is often a long, gnawing kind of pain. You begin by not wanting to bother people, not wanting to be responsible for putting any kind of cloud on anyone’s day. Finally you may need to ask for help, but you feel bad about it.

I’m pretty sure I first saw this idea in the wonderful movie, Fiddler on the Roof: that you are robbing someone of a blessing, when you DON’T ask for help! It won’t necessarily be a totally “delightful” experience, but it will definitely be a chance to grow, to learn, even to “pay it forward”. When you give someone an opportunity to serve, or even just to listen, you’re really doing something good for them!

So, don’t be a thief!

bright sunrise, through mom and dad's trees

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2 Responses to Are you a thief?

  1. Ken Woodhouse says:

    Great thought, Cathie! By sharing your pain you really are giving someone the opportunity to grow and feel blessed. I remember once going to a friend a number of years ago who I didn’t normally go to. She told me afterwards that she really needed to feel needed that week and thanked me for trusting her with my issue. So my pain also helped her to feel a connection she so needed to feel at that time. Neat, eh?

  2. Tiff says:

    There has been many a time when I have been blessed I. Having people cross my path .
    I once met a boy , to whom I have never met before, he was withdrawn and off looking.. I invited him for coffee. So off we went. This troubled teen told me his life story. We swapped war stories as they say and off we went back to our crazy life’s. Months moves on.. I got a letter in the mail with no return address, enclosed was a bunch on earrings from this teens face, a picture of him, and a letter of how his life was changing for once for the better.
    Pay it forward by all means- but also seek it- say a prayer- if you feel the lord is opening your heart to speak do so- although it may be in ways that are foreign to You ways that challenge you.. give a warm embrace to stranger… At time u maybe called to help out of your comfort zones. Some times we meet the challenge other times not. Keep embracing, keep learning.

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