In the wake of the Vegas Tragedy
It feels good to serve, and give back when tragedy strikes, right?
As everyone knows, Las Vegas was hit hard yesterday with a tragic event that will go down in history books as one of the most horrific massacres in modern American history. It makes my stomach sick to think someone could possess that much evil within them. But, unfortunately, it happens. What happened almost 48 hours ago was horrible, and the heaviness Vegas felt while walking through yesterday was so heavy. However, amidst the pain and chaos, I saw a beautiful thing happen. This community came together as one - we let go things like race, religion, political affiliation, etc..., and joined forces for the common good. What could have torn us apart actually brought us together. The outpouring of love and resources was incredible. Blood banks had to turn people away, and places like churches, non-profits, and hospitals could barely manage the overwhelming amount of people that came to offer a hand, and help however needed. That is true community. That is love. And THAT is how we should all act. But why do some of us only step up to the plate to serve when tragedy strikes? It shouldn't take people dying for us to exercise our servant muscle. I'll take it a step further. It's great to talk about giving blood, dropping off supplies, or being there for those who need emotional support. But what about the less glamorous acts of serving? The ones that wouldn't make it to Facebook or Instagram? For instance, if you knew the person in front of you at the grocery story who is clueless on the self-checkout machine just lost their child, would you be more patient and kind? What about the person in front of you on the highway that is going too slow and appears to not know where they are going - what if you found out they were trying to get to the hospital where their spouse was in surgery to remove a bullet - how would act if you knew that? I'll speak for myself, and shamefully admit that I if I knew those things, I would act different. I would be more patient. I would be more kind. In fact, I would go OUT of my way to help them, and love them. Yesterdays tragedy has gotten me thinking about these seemingly trivial acts of love. The reality is - they aren't trivial at all. They are huge. Don't get me wrong - I'm not discrediting anyone who was on the scene, gave blood/supplies, or served the community in another way. That's great!! I'm just highlighting the fact that we ALSO need to treat others with more grace and love as we live our day-to-day life. We have no clue what type of pain someone around us is going through. If we allow compassion to lead our actions, and let love be our guide, living will be so much more rewarding. Will it be photo, Facebook, or Instagram worthy? Probably not. But those who are love-vigilantes behind the scenes are the true heroes. What situation came to your mind as you were reading this that identified an area you can exercise more love and compassion? Let's be real - we all have them!!! I have several - trust me! I'm going to do my darnedest to exchange all of my impatient currency, for that of compassion. The exchange rate is GREAT, and it's the only currency that never decreases in value. Until next week, let's spend that compassion freely -- heck! Let's go on a shopping spree with it!! Ready to spend, - Kimberly Faith If you are interested in having me speak to your group, please contact me! I'd love to chat! :)