Showing posts with label Kindness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kindness. Show all posts

Monday, August 29, 2016

Intentional Acts of Mercy and Service

What have you intentionally done to be merciful to others?


That was the question the priest posed to the congregation at Holy Name Cathedral yesterday.


He went on to say that donating our used, unwanted clothes or the cans of lima beans that have been sitting in our pantry forever are not true acts of service.  We're just giving away stuff we don't want.


In order for our acts of service to be truly meaningful, they have to pose a certain sacrifice on our part.


The priest shared a story of a time when Mother Teresa was about to give a poor woman a bag of rice.  At the time, Mother Teresa was holding the last bag of rice.  She knew this woman was very poor and had a large family to feed.  However, there was another woman waiting for some food as well.  Instead of just walking away with the bag of rice, the woman asked Mother Teresa for an empty bag so she could share the rice she'd been given with the other poor woman. 


Mother Teresa's companion tried to tell her that there was another truck on its way with more bags of rice, but Mother Teresa stopped her.  Later asked about it, Mother Teresa said it was because she didn't want to deprive the generous woman of her intentional act of mercy.  Here was a woman who selflessly offered her share of food, knowing she and her family would be lacking, because she wanted to help someone else.


What have you intentionally done to be merciful to others?


This is a tough question to ask ourselves.  We're all busy and many of us have our share of problems.


But if we think about it, there really are many others worse off than us. 


We can all do something once in a while.


If you look up "acts of mercy," you'd most likely be shown "works of mercy" instead.  And those are: feed the hungry, give drink to the thirsty, clothe the naked, bury the dead, shelter the traveler, comfort the sick, and free the imprisoned.


Those are very ambitious goals.  And even if we don't solve all the world problems, we can all at least contribute


The easiest way, of course, is to donate.  But remember, we shouldn't just donate unwanted items.  Let's try to donate new clothes or school supplies.  We can donate money to organizations that aid the poor or homeless. 


Even if you're like me - unemployed and broke, we can still make a difference.


We can donate our time.  We can volunteer at Feed My Starving Children, by packing up food for the poor.  We can volunteer at a soup kitchen.  We can volunteer to help with religious education programs at our parish.


But really, our acts of mercy don't need to only be directed at the poor.


We also need to practice it within our own communities and at home.


I like to help others and try to be of service as much as I can, but I know I'm particularly guilty of being less merciful with my own kids and husband. 


This was especially true when I was teaching.  I tried to be patient and compassionate with my students, but by the time I got home I was out of patience when it came to my family. 


I know I need to work on being more patient and understanding when my tween is being moody or my 7-year-old is tired and cranky. 


We need to be merciful with others, but also with our own families and friends. 


The priest yesterday offered up a challenge.  He said that there are only 12 weeks left of this Jubilee Year of Mercy.  The challenge is to do as many intentional acts of mercy and service for the rest of the year.


Are you up for that challenge? 


I am.  This is my year of selective yeses, after all.  I say yes to acts of mercy and service.


Life is short; let's do the best we can to help others.


 


 








  

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Miracles


This afternoon, as my 7-year-old and I walked around our neighborhood picking up trash, she asked what I was going to write about next in my new blog.  I told her I wasn't sure yet.  She suggested that I write about miracles.
We had just found two pennies and a quarter on the ground and she said to me, "Ooh, now you're gonna have a lot of luck, Mommy!" I replied with, "I hope so, 'coz I sure need all the luck I could get at this point in my life."  (I was referring to my current state of unemployment.)


Still thinking about our good fortune with the coins, my 7-year-old pointed out how for weeks I had been wishing for our street to get repaved and how now construction on our street has actually started!  (Not quite for repaving yet, but that will come soon enough... I hope!)


 

Some people would be quick to argue that the two were purely coincidental, but I'd like to side with my daughter and credit a higher power.  In fact, I'd like to think that my picking up trash the other day somehow convinced the Universe or God that our street deserves to be repaved.  

I believe that we are blessed with miracles all the time.  The only thing is that we don't always recognize them as such.  We are often too quick to dismiss things as coincidental or "pure luck" or "just meant to happen," but why not a miracle gifted to us from a higher power?!?

I told my 7-year-old that she and her two sisters are my miracles.  She quickly shook her head, "Naaahhh, people have kids all the time!" And I countered with, "There are some people who can't have any!" In fact, it took me and my husband three years before being able to conceive, so I do consider our firstborn our miracle child.  
But, really, all three of my girls bring me so much joy and all three are my miracles.

My daughter wasn't having it.  To her, people have kids and that's that.  And yet she really liked the idea of a higher power (maybe God? maybe the Universe? Something!) appreciating the street clean up and finally agreeing to getting it repaved.  Go figure!


I say we are blessed with miracles all the time.  We just need to be more aware of them.  And we need to be grateful for them.

About three years ago, I was inspired by my husband's cousin to start a daily gratitude journal.  Every night before I go to bed, I list all the things that I'm thankful for.  And you know what?  It has actually made me more appreciative and more aware of all the miracles in my life.  

I am not wealthy nor am I super successful as far as careers go, but everyday I have many things that I'm grateful for.  Sometimes it's as simple as finding a parking spot and being early for work (that was when I was still employed obviously).  Sometimes it's heartwarming like when my daughter and I were waiting in line for hours at the grand opening of Jollibee. When the woman for whom I was dog-sitting found out that we had been there waiting for so long, she passed by and dropped off bottles of water and chips for me and my daughter instead of going directly to our place to pick up her dog. 

Acts of kindness are miracles!

My favorite saying (and I wish I knew who first penned it so I can give that person proper credit) is "There is always, always, something to be thankful for."

It's true.  Even on my worst days (when I'm filled with frustration or fatigued and stressed), even on those days, I still found many things to be grateful for.  That, in itself, is a miracle.

Nature... 

Nature is a miracle!

This summer we went on a road trip and experienced the Great Smokey Mountains for the first time.  Gazing out at the misty mountains, I was awed by the beauty and miracle of Nature.  Then we visited my sister in North Carolina and she took us to South Topsail Island.  There, I was in awe of the ocean and the beach and the hundreds of crabs that scampered around on the sand only to dive into their holes when we got too close.
My brother and his family recently visited the Sequoia National Forest and they, too, were in awe of Nature's beauty - the gigantic trees and the majestic mountains.
A former student of mine just recently travelled to the Grand Canyon with her family.  I bet they would agree that what they witnessed was a miracle.

But even back home, in our daily lives, miracles do happen.  Sometimes they are simple things, sometimes they are grand gestures.  Sometimes they can even be negative experiences.  We just need to be open and recognize that even a negative situation can become a learning experience.

Look for the positive.  Even on your worst days, if you look hard enough, there will be something you can consider your miracle.

And remember to be grateful.  I am... Everyday! 


 


Waiting in line at Jollibee



 On July 29, 2016,  the popular Filipino fast food restaurant Jollibee opened in Skokie.  It's the 1st Jollibee to open in the Midwest.  Most are in the Philippines, of course, but there are some in California and there's one in New Jersey and one in Las Vegas. 

So many Filipinos from Illinois (and neighboring states like Michigan and Indiana) flocked over to Skokie on grand opening day. Lines snaked around the building and the wait was incredibly long - like as in 5-6 hours! No joke!

I can understand the excitement, but to wait for HOURS is nuts!!! (And yes, I know because I was one of the crazy ones waiting!)

But this post is NOT about that ridiculously loooooong wait... 

I want to share about the positive...

What I want to share is how those slow-moving lines surprisingly brought out the good in people! 

I say "surprisingly" because I expected cranky, hangry people!  Instead, I witnessed several acts of kindness! 

There was one lady who was leaving with a bagful of food who then proceeded to give my daughter and these other kids some of her peach mango pies (so delish, btw!), because she felt bad that they were waiting out there for so long. 
Then there was a young man who offered his chair to an older gentleman who was having a difficult time standing there for so long.  There was a woman who offered me her portable charger when she noticed that I needed to charge my phone. There were some young gentlemen that kept us entertained with jokes about the wait and made us forget about our boredom.

It was truly heartwarming to witness the camaraderie among strangers.  

So yes it was an incredibly long wait, but at least people rose above the situation. Yay for humanity!💖

Now go and wait in line for some of Jollibee's Chickenjoy and Filipino spaghetti! 
Oh and then get yourself some of their peach mango pies or halo-halo for dessert! Yummmm!!!😋

Post script: 
I've been reading this book and one part totally sums up the same things I learned from this Jollibee waiting experience, so I'm adding these photos...
Sincero was talking about her experience traveling in India, but the lessons she learned about "living in the moment" and talking to strangers and finding humor totally resonate with what I went through.