People walk all over us. Say nasty things behind our backs. They spew nastiness towards us whenever they get a chance. It's as if some important gene was left out of them. Whatever gene that kindness and compassion is on. Instead, there are those people in our lives who simply use us. And our friends. And anyone else they come into contact with. And it is like a never ending battle. And it has taught me a great lesson. I don't want to be that.
I choose kindness. Oh, I blow it time after time. But, still, I choose it. I believe in it. To my toes. I am absolutely assured of its life giving, healing properties. It renews the spirit and lifts the beaten down. It's my choice.
And I wish I could give a drug or shot of some sort to those who are simply mean. Selfish. Unkind. Pot stirrers. Malcontents. A drug that would open their eyes to a world of kindness. No, we don't all agree. No, we aren't all the same. No, we can't always work things out. True enough. But, we can be kind.
Choose kindness. No matter how hard the place you are in. Choose who you will intentionally be. Don't just be a response to someone else's bad behavior.
grace to you.
I choose kindness. Oh, I blow it time after time. But, still, I choose it. I believe in it. To my toes. I am absolutely assured of its life giving, healing properties. It renews the spirit and lifts the beaten down. It's my choice.
And I wish I could give a drug or shot of some sort to those who are simply mean. Selfish. Unkind. Pot stirrers. Malcontents. A drug that would open their eyes to a world of kindness. No, we don't all agree. No, we aren't all the same. No, we can't always work things out. True enough. But, we can be kind.
Choose kindness. No matter how hard the place you are in. Choose who you will intentionally be. Don't just be a response to someone else's bad behavior.
grace to you.
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