Love is Kind: Day One, Monday

Kind: > of a good and benevolent (goodwill, desire to be good to others) nature or disposition
> having, showing or proceeding from benevolence
> indulgent, considerate, or helpful; humane (tenderness, compassion, and sympathy)
> mild, gentle, clement (merciful in character, compassionate)

I have had many, many kindnesses shown to me. Too many to count. When I think of the word kind, I automatically think fondly of those who have shown this to me. I don't often think of it for myself. Not because I believe I'm UNkind but the thought gives me warmth of those deeds done TO me not BY me.

In fact, I try to be kind, I want to be kind. I usually feel allot of compassion and sympathy toward the underdog. Probably because I see myself as one in many respects. So, when I person reaches out to me in this fashion I think, "Wow; someone thinks I really am worth it." I experience, even momentarily, that another person can see me, really see me.

I guess that's my approach. I want to see beyond the surface in others because I want to be seen that way as well. Kindness can bring that real essence of a person to the surface.

Of course, we rarely do anything without a benefit to ourselves. We give to a charity: we get a tax deduction; we give to the homeless: we think we're a hero; we agree to help with a fundraiser: our name is highlighted in the program. Usually there is some kind of compensation to reciprocate our kindness.

I think that's why some people are suspicious when someone is kind to them. We wonder what strings are attached, what ulterior motive they have, what they want from us in return. Truthfully, there are certainly some people in my life that I KNOW want something else......because they are not kind to me any other time except when they want something. I'm sure I have done the same in my life.

So, what about being kind when NObody knows; when someone can't give back; when even the object of your kindness DOESN'T know it was you who eased their burden? Sure, I think I'd still go away feeling some kind of "awe" about myself. I can't seem to escape my faulty human nature!

What's the alternative? Be out for oneself, ignore the pain of others because I'm afraid I'll feel that twinge of pride after I've helped? No, to be kind is better even with the side steps of selfishness.