Lend a Helping Hand

 

 

The last few times I’ve been out fishing, it seems that I have spent more time helping other people with their tangled reels, teaching them how to tie a knot or the proper way to bait a hook than I’ve spent wetting a line. And that’s okay.

I remember years ago people helped each other. It didn’t matter who you were, how much money you had, what color you were, your political views or where you came from. People helped people. Today it seems hatred abounds.

When I was a younger man if I came across someone who had a flat tire, and they were older or a woman, I would stop and help.  That was how I was raised. Today I might be called sexist or something. As I got older the world changed and so did I. I became more cynical, if it didn’t involve me it wasn’t my problem. And that is what’s wrong with the world today, people forget that we are all here together, with no place else to go.

What does it cost you to show some kindness? To change a flat tire, or help that person get that package of water off the top shelf? It will only take a few minutes of your time.

I was reminded of this by my two grown boys. One is a recovery specialist, helping people get off whatever they are addicted to and my other son who told me, “Dad people are just people. And if I can take a few minutes out of my day and make someone smile, then it’s a good day.”

So why don’t we try and get back to neighbor helping neighbor and make your little corner of the world a little brighter.

Matthew 25:40 “'Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.”