As I continue my search for goodness, I’m hearing more stories about generosity and kindness. Writing on my Facebook page, Kathy M. Dubos-Overall reports:
see, that is all it takes is just simple things. like the homeless man that I know is homeless, and when I saw him I turned around and went back to the store and bought him a bag of groceries of a few items in each food area so he could eat…, plus water to drink. When I saw him he smiled, cried and couldn’t say thank u enough
…another time, or should I say times; the many homeless that my husband and myself have taken into our home (and a couple of them not knowing at all). They stayed here, we feed them, they had a place to call home — some got on their feet and some just left. This we would do again. Have even helped w/family members that were homeless, and our kids friends that were kicked out of their homes. we have to show kindness, love and whatever else u want to add on to everyone
Judging by Kathy and Marcia’s stories, the human race isn’t filled to the gills with heartless fools as some might have us believe. I’m so pleased the cynics are wrong. Do you have a story? I’d love to hear it. From the small act to the lengthy commitment of time and money: Tell us about a feat you either did or witnessed.
And I’d love to hear how you define an act of goodness. How do we know when we’re actually doing good, as opposed to mucking up someone’s life? For example, should we always give to a person begging on the street as a good friend does, or are we only providing money to someone who will later blow it on booze or drugs? Even if that’s true, who are we to judge? How do we know when it’s right to intervene? Does “helping out” ever hurt?