Last week was the fourth of July. My family and boyfriend and I went to a baseball game. We ended up sitting in the grass, which wasn't half bad because it gave me a chance to people-watch (one of my favorite things to do). As Wes and I were sitting down, waiting for the game to start, I spotted a little boy with bright blonde hair, probably 4 or 5 years old. He was talking to a kid slightly older than him and I could tell they had just met. After a few moments, he called out to his parents. "Mom! This is my best friend!" he said with a smile. Children are like that. They make friends instantly, and put their all into that friendship, even if it will only last the few hours you are at the park, or the 5 mins you are waiting in line for the Peter Pan ride at Disneyland.
As we grow and become adults, we begin to see pain in this world. Evil in this world. We begin to see that we can't trust everyone, and that loving people hurts sometimes. But isn't it worth it? Is not one act of good, better than evil?
It's been said that for every negative remark spoken to someone, 10 positive ones are needed to make that person feel better. Than should we not do as much good as we can? Yeah, loving people hurts sometimes. But its worth it. So you might not ever see that homeless woman ever again. But its worth it.
We are called to love. We are called to act as that boy at the baseball game who loved his new friend, even for a moment.
