Monday, May 31, 2010
Day Fourteen - Where is The Love?
First, I saw love in church yesterday when a husband reached over and took his crying baby from his wife and quickly walked out of the mass so as not to disturb anyone. True, you may say that is normal and that is what he should have done, but what I witnessed was something much deeper. He gently put his hand on her lower back and as she turned to him, the intimate look in his eyes and the devoted smile on his lips said more than words could ever express. His eyes said, "you are so stressed my darling, let me take the baby so you can pray." And her lovely glance back at him as she handed over the baby spoke volumes of relief, gratitude and safety in the knowledge that someone had her back. Again, as I usually do, I felt I had intruded on a very private moment, but I am so glad I saw it. That was love.
Next, I watched what appeared to be a patient granddaughter helping her elderly grandparents out of the car and into the frozen yogurt shop where I sat enjoying my Sunday afternoon treat! As most of us know, it takes enormous patience to go through all of the steps necessary to help an elderly person--much like caring for a young baby or toddler. I watched her as she aided in getting the walker out of the trunk for her grandmother and gave her a gentle boost to get her out of the car safely. She kindly and graciously listened to her grandfather direct her through the task. It was apparent that he was hard of hearing and while most of us would be annoyed or embarrassed by the loud discussion--she was the opposite. Tolerant, unflappable, and gracious. I had so much admiration for her and it made me long for my own grandparents who both passed away in the last 24 months. Not once through the whole process did this young woman ever show signs of weariness or distress. Once in the yogurt shop, she did everything for them as they chose their flavors and toppings and even choosing a seat was a tedious ordeal, but she never lost her smile or gentle tone. I realized at that moment that this was not a chore for her. This was unconditional, genuine love for these two people and she was truly happy to do it. As they enjoyed their yogurt and the beautiful day, I saw love again.
Random act of kindness for someone else? Not really. I think I did something kind for myself today. I made myself remember that people do have goodness and merit and from this day on, that is the truth I will seek from others.
"I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love."
~ Mother Teresa