Day 241 – After so many years I lived in a country where the official language is English, I take it for granted that everyone speaks the language, and even when I moved back here, most people do. Most of my work is in English as well, and so it always comes as a little surprise when someone doesn’t. I just caught myself thinking something not so nice almost ‘elitist’ and it made me upset. And so when few days ago a friend asked me to help him with a letter, it was a little strange for me. But then I heard the story behind this letter, a story of a very kind heart and great things that are done without any publicity, just to help people in need, and not for profit and not for publicity just from kindness, and I felt almost ashamed. I might know how to write nicely but my heart is not anywhere near, I might know how to search on the internet, but I don’t actively look how to help people every day. And so I started to help. Writing letters, doing the research, not much, but at least I am doing something that is not for me in anyway, just helping on a cause. But even more importantly I learned once again that it is not the outside envelope I should look at, and not the clothes, but instead I should look at the heart behind it all and how it applies itself, day in and day out.I am thankful to my friend who gave me this opportunity to volunteer and help at something that is so easy for me and not so much for him. I am thankful for the opportunity to get outside of my little safe world and hear, even if not yet see, of the life of the less fortunate ones. I am thankful for a lesson in modesty and arrogance I had to learn. Sadly, I was on the wrong side of the equation, I hope it will never happen again.
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