And Still I Rise

It's Christmas Eve and all through the land people are busy getting last minute shopping done or beautifying their homes. Today, on my way to the bus stop I saw something that touched my heart. Sitting under a gallery was an old man dressed in some filthy clothes and no doubt homeless. As I approached where he was sitting I heard a young girl probably about nineteen ask him if he wanted some. I didn't hear or see his response but I saw her pass over the cup of soup she had most likely bought a few minutes ago.

As I mentally applauded her for her act of loving kindness I felt good about us as a people. She gave me hope that all is not lost, despite the growing gun violence and the individualistic tendencies we are adopting more and more. That act of kindness is what it's all about especially at this Christmastime.