This is a repost from last year, but it still has a timely message.
Grandmoma and Papa always helped anyone in need. No questions ask, nothing expected in return, but just simple kindness from their hearts to strangers. I witnessed this over and over as a young child, people in need would come to the back door. They would sit on the steps while she would get them a cup of coffee and a homemade buttermilk biscuit. They would talk for a while and she might give them a jacket or offer them some work, but they never left with empty hands.
My grandparents were not rich, just average hard working people that understood the commandment to help those in need. I miss those days when people helped one another, and kindness was a given and shared. A sense of community, a sort of wellness check, where you knew how your neighbor was doing and the pulse of their heart.
I know that change is a must, but why do we forget about those in need? Everyday we should look for an opportunity to help someone. It does not have to be a grand gesture and it can be as simple as opening the door for an elderly person. We have got to do more because what we are doing now is not enough. Open you eyes and see the possibilities.