Kindness

The priest at a father daughter retreat that my daughter and I were attending, asked the fathers to look into their daughters’ eyes and explain to her how precious she is to him. He said it might be difficult for some of you, embarrasing for some, you may feel self-conscious …

Her nickname is “Friend-to-All” for she validates and loves each life. Offers witness of her Lord and Savior, for He alone ends strife. She is the friendly one over there, with the great big smile Who speaks to all, hugs with care, and always goes the extra mile. She’s loyal …

An elderly woman hurried to the pharmacy to get medication, got back to her car, and found that she had locked her keys inside.  She found an old rusty coat hanger left on the ground. She looked at it and said, “I don’t know how to use this.” She bowed her …

— By Johnny Gachanja My boss drove a luxury car everyday and it was my duty to greet him and to open the gates for him, as I worked as a watchman in his villa. But he never responded back to my greetings. One day he saw me opening the …

By Jesse McFadden (as posted in Facebook, June 14, 2020) So this happened in Montana. I’m on my way to go to my interview this morning when I get pulled over by a Montana police officer. I am native American and my friend that was with me is black. Just …

2 men save stranger from burning home in Marion, Indiana By Lindsey Eaton > MARION, Ind. — Two young men busted into a burning home and rescued a stranger Sunday in Marion. Around 2 o’clock Sunday afternoon, Tre Jones and his friend Marcus Harvey smelled smoke nearby.  Once the two …

— By Kath Miles, Grace Lover Yesterday Facebook removed my blogs because they said they were abusive. As I thought about it, I realized that some always have and always will take my writings that way. You see, I write about the outrageous, relentless, miraculous, underserved grace of God. Grace …

By Betty Chadek On a crisp Sunday morning in 1971, my four teenage children and I sat in our usual place in church. The sixth row and right-hand side of the sanctuary was the Chadek aisle.  As the pastor highlighted the weekly announcements, the five of us thumbed through our …

By Jaye LewisIt was June of 1968, and I was fleeing for my life, carrying my two-month-old, baby daughter. My brother had managed to scrape together enough money for a first class ticket on an airplane traveling from Atlanta to Detroit. My first marriage had become too dangerous, and as …

— By Jaye Lewis, © 2002 I only noticed him out of the corner of my eye. I knew he was a Marine from the cut of his uniform, with it’s tightly pressed military creases. Then I heard him, speaking low with a kind of hiss. He was not speaking …