We only have so much control over our lives and through compassion we can realize that everyone else is in the same position. Our lives are like a stone, when thrown it will make ripples in a pond. The waves spread but as they move away they slowly die down and disappear. Depending on the size of the stone depends on the size of the ripples and the distance they travel. The more we bring change to the world around us the larger we are like a rock. Some may sit in a house the majority of the day never interacting with the world; others may go out into the community and help those in need. All rocks have the same value but people collect large rocks to display and use gravel to fill in space. Both are necessary but many times it is the helper that gets the recognition. Either way, what we do changes the world around us sending out a ripple through “time”. Some ripples just go further than others.
Friday, September 17, 2010
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"...others may go out into the community and help those in need...."
We often assume we are helping, and that others need our help. I am feeling more and more that this is a fallacy.
We are here to deal, ourselves, with whatever comes our way. It is our purpose. It is nobody else's responsibility, or business.
Could it be that, believing that we are helping, we are actually interfering, being completely counter-productive, and engaging in this questionable behavior entirely for our own selfish purposes?
Before reacting with shock, horror, outrage, etc., please consider this.
I know from my own experience, that outside help was rarely, if ever, asked for, or needed. Even though it may have looked like a necessary thing, to an outsider.
Needing something gives a fine incentive to the one who needs, to discover a way to fulfill that need.
"Helping" them to fulfill that need goes a long way towards ensuring that the necessary skills are not learned, resulting in more need.
I was at a local hardware store purchasing supplies for a project when leaving I noticed an older man in his late 50's or early 60's attempting to load drywall into his truck. I asked if he could use a hand, which he gratefully accepted. It was completed in a matter of minutes. While I've no idea how he got it out of his truck and to its final place at home he at least got it there. It may not have made a huge ripple to the rest of the pond but it did in his area.
To each their own on their feelings of helping in that situation.
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