I want to focus on that wonderful Concept that vital virtue That unfortunately and regrettably is often forgotten The virtue of kindness being kind I want you to hear a story 20 years ago I drove a cab for a living when I arrived at 2:30 in the morning The building was dark except for a single light in a ground-floor window under these circumstances Many cab drivers would just honk once or twice wait a minute then drive away But I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation to drive away Unless the situation smelled of danger.
I always went to the door So I walked to the door and knocked, just a moment Answered a frail elderly voice After a long pause the door opened a small woman in her 80s stood before me By her side was a small nylon suitcase Would you carry that this bag out to the car for me She said I took the suitcase out and returned to assist the woman.
She took my arm and walked slowly toward the curb She kept thanking me for my kindness It’s nothing I told her I just try to treat all my passengers the way I would want my mother treated When we got in the cab she gave me an address then she said oh by the way, could you drive through downtown? It’s not the shortest way, oh I don’t mind I’m in no hurry.
I’m on my way to a hospice I looked in the rear-view mirror and her eyes were glistening. I don’t have any family left she said Almost to herself The doctor says I don’t have very long. I quietly reached over shut off the meter What route would you like me to take For the next two hours, we drove all around the city She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl Sometimes she had asked me to slow down in front of a particular building or corner.
She would sit staring into the darkness Saying nothing As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon she suddenly said Okay, I’m ready let’s go now We drove in silence to the address she had given me It was a low building two orderlies Came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up they were solicitous and intent Watching her every move. They were expecting her.
I opened the trunk took out the small suitcase Carried it to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair. How much do I owe you she asked? No, you don’t owe me anything I said, oh you have to make a living she answered their other passengers I responded Almost without thinking I bent over and gave her a hug She held on to me tightly You gave an old woman a little bit of joy she said Thank you I squeezed her hand and walked into the dim morning light Behind me a door shut It was the sound of the closing of a life I drove aimlessly lost in thought for the rest of the day.
I could hardly talk What if that woman had gotten in and an angry driver earlier that morning Our one who was impatient What if I had refused to take the run or at hawked once and driven away? On a quick review, I don’t think I have done anything more important In all my life I love that story Sort of helps me allow life to make up its mind again You need to remember that story.
The times you will want to be anything but kind Because it is so much easier To bear a grudge and hate in return or get back or get even Hate destroys the vessel it’s kept in Revenge never healed a wound There’s one thing all of us have in common we’ve been mistreated by somebody Some of you have known abuse Misunderstanding and all of this has a way of siphoning your tank of kindness.
It can make you hard and you can get on with hard you can get along with it Fact some will even respect you more because you’re tough But I urge you not to be, be kind Tender-hearted Forgiving one another When I’m truly free of revenge and bitterness.
There is plenty of room in my heart left for kindness And not until Do what’s right do justice Love kindness walk humbly with your God Maybe you were born a really nice person with a gentle sweet personality Being kind to people comes pretty naturally to you, but I think more of the globe is not that way Than is and the good news is is we can change It’s amazing
what one kind word can do we don’t think anything about it But to the other person it breathes life into their spirit Our words have the power to lift people to help them get through a challenge to push them into their destinies When you tell someone I love you, I’m proud of you, you did great on that project You’re not just being kind those are healing words We don’t know what people are going through they may smile on the outside but on the inside They’re hurting. They’re lonely.
They’re discouraged. Many people have wounds from the past Wounds from a relationship that didn’t work out Wounds from people trying to push them down Just a simple word of encouragement. I believe in you I’m praying for you a simple compliment. You look beautiful today It’s no big deal to you. But to them it’s helping heal the wounds.
It’s lifting their spirits It’s causing them to believe in themselves Your words can be what keeps them moving forward and God puts people in our lives on purpose so we can bring healing Letting people know that you care does more than you imagine You have the power to put someone on their feet.
You have the power to keep them from falling into depression You have the power to cause them to pursue their dreams Be free with your compliments You can think well of your friend all day long, but if you never tell them they’ll never know God wouldn’t have brought it up if he didn’t want you to tell them He wouldn’t have put that thought in you if the other person didn’t need it You may not know them.
It may not make sense to you, but God knows what he’s doing There’s a reason they need your healing Don’t withhold it Don’t try to reason it out. In my early 20s a young man started coming up to the gym to play basketball with us He was a loner.
He was very unfriendly Very cold. He never talked even during the games. He wouldn’t interact with us Most of the guys just ignored him but something down in here told me to reach out to him and make him feel welcome, I found out that his name was Bo When he would come into the gym, I would go over and say hey Bo.
It’s great to see you today He never said anything He just hit his chest twice and walked away. I didn’t know what that meant. But I hit my chest twice and walked away This went on for several years. I saw him four or five times a week Well, I stopped playing basketball there and I hadn’t seen beau in over 20 years One Sunday, he showed up at church.
I saw him afterwards. I thought where do I know this guy from? He said I’m Bo. We used to play basketball together. That’s the most I’ve ever heard him talk He went on to tell how he grew up in the projects At 14 he started living on his own Nobody wanted him.
He never felt loved or accepted He said one of the main reasons I went up to the gym was to hear you say great to see you today Because nobody had told me that they were glad to see me those simple words Letting him know that I cared were like life-giving water Today Bo is married. He introduced me to his children.
He’s setting a new standard for his family. What am I saying? Nobody is in your life by accident Don’t ignore what you feel on the inside That compassion to encourage them that desire to be their friend Take time to make them feel loved Doesn’t have to be something big just good to see you. I believe in you I’m praying for you Just let them know that you care