It does, but you'll not hear much about it.
Seems like corporate helping is all that is reported these days.
Well; except the little blurb at the end of...
Posted on 05/24/2021 6:12:12 AM PDT by Kaslin
As a social media platform, Twitter is regularly wielded as a political battleground and debate forum. But it also presents an opportunity to inspire kindness and encourage heroic actions – actions that reveal the goodness of humanity.
Joanne Mason – a self-identified Christian wife, mother, and daughter – recently took that opportunity when she asked others on Twitter to share their personal “stories of kindness.” She started with her own: She remembered when she once “burst into tears” in public after her brother died. Her tears moved an “elderly gentleman” to reach out, hold her hand, and sit with her. Hundreds of tweeters responded to Joanne's story, many of whom shared heartwarming stories of their own.
“Let's share stories of kindness, I'll start,” Joanne offered on May 13. “Shortly after my big brother died of cancer, I was sitting alone in a cafe and his favorite song came on - American Pie. I burst into tears, and an elderly gentleman came over, held my hand in his, and just sat with me in silence.”
She added, “He never really spoke, but when I’d composed myself he sort of looked me right in the eyes, and his eyes said ‘You’re ready, you’re okay.’ I will never forget him - ever.”
Following Joanne’s lead, other tweeters shared their stories. Margot Cleveland, a lawyer and adjunct professor who has been published by The Federalist and National Review, remembered a time when she got a flat tire.
“In my early 20s, while driving home in late Dec., I got a flat on the nearly deserted freeway--dark and freezing,” she tweeted. “Man stopped as I was getting tire out. Being alone, I got in car & asked him to just call tow truck. He said ‘I understand. You stay inside and I'll change it.’”
Another woman revealed that she “was crying” on her “walk last week” when she “came upon a kind woman.”
After “saying hi to my pup, [the woman] looked up at my wet eyes and immediately, hers teared up too,” she remembered. “She didn’t pry. She just quietly said, ‘I will pray for you.’”
A person named Deb remembered when her house burned down.
“[S]tanding outside the rubble, a 12 year old neighbor came to me and handed me a bag with her own things,” she tweeted. It included fuzzy socks, a bathrobe, her favorite sweatshirt, a stuffed animal, and a note reading, “These are my favorite things when I’m sad.”
Another woman, Joy, tweeted about when her sister flew home after their father suffered a serious stroke. She was struggling to make her flight connection when a man offered to help carry her luggage.
“So they ran to the gate and she made the flight,” the sister wrote. “He didn’t hang around for a thank you, but without his help she wouldn’t have been able to say goodbye to my Dad.”
One mother tweeted about when her husband and two-year-old son were in a car accident.
“I got to the scene and was standing to the side, holding my son,” she typed. “It was December and cold out. A woman driving by stopped and pulled a nice wool blanket out of her trunk” and “wrapped it around us.”
Another woman remembered when she “struggled with severe depression in high school.”
“I had a really bad night, crying and asking God if anyone in the world cared if I lived,” she wrote. “The next morning at school, a young man I recognized from the student-led prayer group we both attended came up to me and gave me a big hug.”
“His smiles and hugs got me through to the other side,” she added.
One mom wrote that her children’s high school organizes a choreographed march after graduation. She later found out from the principal that her son, instead of walking with his own friends, volunteered to help “escort a classmate [with] autism so he could participate.”
Another parent remembered arriving late to church for a daughter's wedding, after encountering “car issues, lots of yelling & fussing.”
That’s when “my daughter's soon to be sister in law hugged me,” the parent emphasized. “The only person who saw my distress and comforted me.”
“She has Downs Syndrome,” the parent wrote, before urging that “Every life is precious.”
One person shared a story about when she and her daughter were on their way to the baggage claim at the Los Angeles International Airport.
“A little girl froze at the escalator, and her mom had already started up,” she wrote. Her daughter took action, “held out her hand, and got the little girl onto the escalator, telling her she was a brave girl, made small talk etc until we reached the top.”
Corrine wrote that she had leukemia when she was just two years old.
“A church where my parents didn't attend, and had no connection to, took an offering for my family,” she remembered. “Those people have no idea how much they witnessed to my parents, and spoke to my own faith journey years later.”
One wife recalled, “When my husband was sick” and “I was the only one working.”
“He went to the store for groceries and our card was declined,” she remembered. “This young man behind him paid for our groceries. It was over $100.”
Chrissy wrote that her late husband “loved” apple juice.
A “week after he passed I was in the grocery store reaching for apple juice automatically,” she said, when she started sobbing.
That’s when “I felt a hand on my back.. a much older woman rubbed my back [and] told me to let the tears flow. She just knew.”
Sometimes the little things make the biggest difference.
I’m sure Twitter will post all the random and anonymous acts of kindness Donald J. Trump performed over the decades.
Wait for it ...
Nice article. Thanks for posting.
But it’s a real shame how our country has changed. Now stopping on the side of the road to help someone might be too dangerous. Good Samaritans have been robbed and beaten that way.
Sigh.
Not EVERYONE sucks. It’s still important to remember that. :)
A story from back in the 50s I read recently in nostalgia magazine.
This girl was about 10 and went with her minister grandfather to the store. She saw a gentleman walk up to the counter with some soup, bread, and something else. It totaled up to about 2 bucks. He told the lady behind the counter he needed to put something back as he did not have the total. She told him he could just pay the difference next time. This girl said the man then began to tear up himself and said he would not be able to pay it next time either as he had not had work for 3 weeks. The lady then told him not to worry about it and to just go get what he needed. He went and got just a few more items and was very thankful. About this time the minister talked with the man and insisted he come home with them for dinner. He finally agreed and accompanied them home. During the dinner the minister secured him a job with his brother, who was a painter.
This story just hit me in so many ways of what is missing in our land today. 1. The example of man wanting to work and only looking to secure what he could afford. 2. The example of the storeowner seeing a need and providing. 3. The grandfather minister offering a helping dinner and a helping hand to the man. 4. All these things and the impression they left on a 10 year old girl for the rest of her life.
That was and is America if it still exists today.
There are pockets of people that still act that way.
About 80 million of us, spread out between the coasts. ;)
Actually, it isn’t. Dissenters are banned and their posts deleted.
Almost seven years ago, when my daughter was fighting for her life in the ICU, I posted for prayers to be raised for her healing.
Hundreds returned a confirmation of doing such... although unbelievably warmed by such an outpouring... one post touched my heart deeply... although simple in message... it’s depth was overwhelmingly understood...
In one post I stated that my wife and I were extremely exhausted... but we did not wish to leave our daughter’s side... One Freeper responded:
You and wife should rest this evening... know that we will be carrying your dear child in prayer throughout this evening...
I still get emotional when thinking about how much comfort that gave me...
Yes... we have the ability to bless in the simplest of ways.
I know it does and that is how we need to live. But, the not wanting to work or learn by many is disheartening and affects the rest of this story.
I encountered a young woman who burst into tears outside an abortion mill. Went inside and killed her kid anyway. Heartwarming.
Metallica summed up Twitter 30 some years ago.
“Eye Of The Beholder”
Do you see what I see?
Truth is an offence
Your silence for your confidence
Do you hear what I hear?
Doors are slamming shut
Limit your imagination, keep you where they must
Do you feel what I feel?
Bittering distress
Who decides what you express?
Do you take what I take?
Endurance is the word
Moving back instead of forward seems to me absurd
Doesn’t matter what you see
Or into it what you read
You can do it your own way
If it’s done just how I say
Independence limited
Freedom of choice
Choice is made for you, my friend
Freedom of speech
Speech is words that they will bend
Freedom with their exception
Do you fear what I fear?
Living properly
Truths to you are lies to me
Do you choose what I choose?
More alternatives
Energy derives from both the plus and negative
Do you need what I need?
Boundaries overthrown
Look inside, to each his own
Do you trust what I trust?
Me, myself and I
Penetrate the smoke screen, I see through the selfish lie
Doesn’t matter what you see
Or into it what you read
You can do it your own way
If it’s done just how I say
Independence limited
Freedom of choice
Choice is made for you, my friend
Freedom of speech
Speech is words that they will bend
Freedom with their exception
Do you know what I know?
Your money and your wealth
Your silence just to hear yourself
Do you want what I want?
Desire not a thing
I hunger after independence, lengthen freedom’s ring
Doesn’t matter what you see
Or into it what you read
You can do it your own way
If it’s done just how I say
Independence limited
Freedom of choice
Choice is made for you, my friend
Freedom of speech
Speech is words that they will bend
Freedom no longer frees you
Doesn’t matter what you see
Or into it what you read
You can do it your own way
If it’s done just how I say
It does, but you'll not hear much about it.
Seems like corporate helping is all that is reported these days.
Well; except the little blurb at the end of...
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