A man who was apparently upset and hurting stood behind me on Friday, as I waited in a line - I knew he was upset and hurting because as he spoke to the person beside him, I sensed his broken, nervous voice as he related some tales regarding the poor treatment he was getting at his work place. I truly felt sorry for him. His story evokes the little poem below:
We shouldn't see shades and features -
Not first when we see people,
Instead emotions, purposes and cultures
Rising higher than any steeple -
Contributing to creation
In answer to the call,
Of man's true affirmation -
We're here to serve us all.
Just like here at WA
When here we see people,
We help them here to stay -
For we know, they are, really earth's *staple.
*main or principal resource
What's your general feeling about people?
Here's hoping you'll find something of value.
May your weekend be overwhelmed with treatment of kindness.