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The Mass Blues

Yesterday we had an interesting (not so good) experience at Mass. When we walked into the pew a little, older lady glared at us. I thought I was imagining it. After all, we go to Mass in the first place so we can be holier, loving, Christ-like people right?

Well anyway we were having our usual experience with C. She was being a little louder then she should be and I was holding her a lot and shushing her a little more.  But I dislike sitting in the “cry-room” she tends to behave worse if we are in there and I feel disengaged. So the cry room is usually the last resort.

Here is a short play by play of me and C’s conversation:

C (reading a book): I see monkey, hee hee hee. Elephant wearing blue shirt.

Me: Please read a little quieter

C: Man up there wearing green shirt (pointing to the priest)

Me: We have to be quiet so we can listen to what he is saying.

C: Priest saying?

Me: The priest is saying prayers.

C (Loudly): “Now I lay me down to sleep, pray da Lord soul keep. If I die before wake pray the Lord soul to keep”, Cargine say prayers. Cargine help people.

(I will add that in the last 3 minutes of Mass she did throw a tantrum, try to stick the hymnal down my shirt then shout “no more church”)

So while C was being a little louder than she should have been, she was being mostly sweet and was fairly engaged with what was happening. She was singing during all the songs and reciting her prayers (perhaps at the wrong times), but for the most part I was very pleased with her participation.

Mean while here is what the older lady next to us was saying to the woman next to her:

Lady (clearing throat and glaring our way): It’s really hard to hear the priest

Lady: Parents these days just don’t know how to raise kids any more

Lady(once again glaring our way): Can you believe how spoiled rotten kids are these days. Their parents let them do whatever they want

Lady (clearing throat again): I still  can’t hear what the priest is saying

And so on.

Maybe its just me, but I get extremely frustrated when people act like this… To be honest in C’s life time I have a lot more people compliment her on how well-behaved she was, then I have had tell me has been acting  like a “brat”.

Unfortunately its the rude people who tend to stick in my mind and really get to me.

I will say that despite this woman’s comments I will continue to encourage C to say her prayers, even if it’s a little too loudly in the middle of Mass.

Pay it Forward

A couple of years ago I saw the movie, Pay it Forward.

I know, I know… super behind the curve.

The movie of course, had me sobbing at the end. In fact, it was so touching, I became super dramatic and all I could think about was how I could change the world.

Have you all seen the movie? I know I am not the only one. I have real live proof, and here it is:

I was craving a smoothie from Smoothie King and I did not have enough energy to possibly get out of the car to get my smoothie. Nooo.. I had to go through the drive through.

There were a few cars in front of me, and I was late for something ( I cannot even remember what it was now) and the line was taking forever. Horrible things were going through my mind such as: how the people working must not know what they are doing and that the woman in front of me is obviously one of those obnoxious people who change their minds about their order at the last second.

So when FINALLY I get up to the window, I am all huffy and the man gives me what I interpret as a smirk. As if he knew, that he had ruined my entire day by taking so long. I grumpily accept the smoothie. He apologizes for the wait and explains that the woman in front of me paid for my smoothie because she tries to do at least one nice thing a day for a stranger.

Guilt came over me for all my terrible thoughts and impatient attitude. This woman reminded me that there is goodness in people. Then the man says, “the woman’s only request is that you treat others with the kindness and generosity that she showed you”.

I occasionally remember this kindness and even the memory of it makes my day. Since then, I have been doing my best to “Pay it forward” in small ways.

Have you ever been shown kindness and generosity from a complete stranger?

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