Posted on 04/04/2014 12:51:32 PM PDT by Kartographer
A simple, generous act of kindness can be so life changing — especially when it means the difference between kids going hungry or having full bellies. A poignant blog post written by a mother of five made a beautifully honest illustration of that recently.
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I don’t think an opinion is judging, I don’t pass sentence then it’s not judging
I have been through the depression days/years of the 1930s. Our family of four used welfare hand outs several times. My brother, killed on Okinawa WWII and I a vet at one time only had the paltry earnings of my mother to live on when she could find work. I have seen desire for the good things in life turned into a grab fest for the indolent who seem to think/believe everybody owes them what is out in the world especially those electronic toys and tickets to movies and ballgames. I have been the receiver and a giver as to help to other persons and I do believe there are people deserving of help to get on with a no frills living but I have no feelings to give anything to the societal parasites.
But even when you make that occasional mistake it doesn’t lessen the good you did for your own sake.
I remember a while back when that New York cop brought the barefooted homeless guy a pair of shoes. The mockers had a field day on here making fun of the cop for wasting his money. But someday he will stand in front of the Lord and his act of kindess will shine and the Lord will remember and smile upon it, but how will the mockers explain their actions?
Thanks for sharing. Poor is totally relative.
What is is?
Who posted the thread?
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That is another, less talked about, evil of our welfare system. It builds animosity between those paying taxes and those receiving benefits to the point where the 'payers' feel they have done enough by having their wages confiscated. They may misdirect their anger at the government towards the truly needy. And, yes, there are needy people even in the U.S.
Thank you for posting this.
Couple of weeks ago, I saw a disheveled looking man sitting beside the on ramp, with a sign that said “I-26 S”
Had a thought “You need to help that man.” Why did that happen to me? I pass those people with signs out every day. And ignore them.
But, with the thought, came another one like -”You REALLY need to do this.” Was that God?
I wish I knew.
I took no chances. I swung back, picked him up and bought him a bus ticket out of town.
I admit to being baffled by it.
So, out of 7 billion people in the world, only 70 million have even one pair of shoes?
I had a haggard old lady in a grocery store parking lot one night give me a sob story about being from out of town stranded with a dead car and needed $20 more to make the cab fare to her town 40 miles away.
Gave her $20 and took her to a fast food place to be safe while she waited for a cab. After thinking twice about it I doubled back and watched for a few minutes. She left the fast food place and walked down the street towards a convenience store. I got there before her and pulled in next to a cop in the side parking lot and told him I think I just got took, and went over the story with him, telling him if he didn’t recognize the woman as a “regular” on his beat I’d just let it go.
The woman gets closer and the cop calls out, “Hey Flo!, come over here.” He knew her well. Got my $20 back and a profuse thank-you from the scam artist for not pressing charges.
It reminds me one time my wife was in line at the Walmart Pharmacy and there was and old guy trying to buy a bottle of mouthwash with a bunch of change My wife started to offer to pay for it, but me and the pharmacist managed to catch her eye just before she spoke. Later me and the pharmacist explained to here that he was buying it to drink.
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Well stated.
I used to be freinds with someone who was “supposedly poor”, until they invited me to their house and I saw a lot of things they had were nicer than mine, I asked them where they got them, and they told me they bougt them at the ikea store and other places I don’t shop since I am fiscally responsible.
I asked them if they had come into money and they said their parents send them money, mind you this person collected welfare and food stamps and was not disabled. And their parents were sending them about 800 a month!!!
I let that friendship die from attrition...
If I had been in that situation, I would have been working for my food and banking that 800 dollars as a blessing in case of emergencies. Rather than becoming depedent on it.
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