Just happened on Liza Pierce's (@amauiblog) beautiful post about food:
Didn't even know about the day and didn't expect to have a contribution to the theme, but I do ...
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Gave away part of my breakfast today. The look on the mother's face told me everything. I had done the right thing.
"They should hook up with the shelter."
"There's probably a Cadillac just around the corner."
"They're going to use the money for drugs."These thoughts were not my own, but they could have been.
I'm in the habit of taking leftover breakfast home. Today, I offered my container to the woman.
Her face erased all doubt.
"God bless you," she said.
Yes, God did indeed bless me today.
As we drove away, I looked back and saw the family of three hungrily attacking the one pancake, one sausage, and two pieces of sour dough toast.
My Dad, who along with my Mom taught me to care for others in need, muttered, "Good for you."
Yes, kindness is everything, no matter what others' hidden motives might be.
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What a blessed way to start a Sunday ...