Be Kind to One Another – Colossians 3:12
Carol reminds us of our need to be kind to one another. She uses the example of a situation she found herself in when others showed her kindness.
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Be Kind to One Another
Being kind, according to the dictionary, includes things like being friendly, generous and considerate. I read one time that kindness is love in working clothes. It involves doing something nice for someone else to show them we care.
I love this word picture from scripture found in Colossians 3:12, “Therefore as God’s chosen people holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.”
Clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness. . . Put it on like a beautiful garment – one that never goes out of fashion and looks good on everyone.
Kindness can take many forms. In depends on the person’s needs and situation as to what kindness might look like. It might be a smile, a listening ear, giving someone a ride or bringing them some food during a difficult time in their life. We need to be open to possibilities to show kindness to someone else.
A few years ago I had just finished speaking at a ladies retreat. We arrived back in a small town, about half an hour from where I lived. The cold prairie winter wind had polished the ice of the parking lot to a slippery sheen. As I tried to navigate my way, very carefully, from the bus to my car, I fell. I landed on my right knee with a thud. Pain shot through the knee, then radiated up and down the leg. I knew from past experience (yes I am a klutz) that falling on a knee causes a lot of pain, even when the injury is not serious.
A Brave Face
The ladies gathered around trying to help assess the damage, keep me protected from that howling wind and then brought my car close. They lifted me up and set me on the warmth of the seat instead of the ice and finally, offered to drive me home. I thought if I sat in the car for a few moments I would drive myself and let them go home to their husbands and families. Several of the women stayed with me until the shock of the fall wore off, at least a little bit. I phoned my husband to warn him of my clumsiness, in case I needed him to come and rescue me part way home. Then I put on a brave face, sent them on their way and began a painful drive into the city.
By the time I drove the rest of the way into the city and pulled into our parking spot the knee no longer wanted to bend and the pain had become more severe. I phoned my husband to come out and take me to the ER. I saw the doctor fairly quickly and heard his assurances that I likely had not broken anything but had done some type of damage.
However, the X-ray revealed a piece of bone had broken out of the knee joint and I needed to see the orthopedic surgeon the next morning. I wondered how things had gone from bad to worse so quickly. I was grateful that God had his hand in everything, even when the puzzle pieces were looking jagged and like they did not fit. The good news the next day was that I did not need surgery since the piece was remaining far enough away from the tendon and artery to the ankle. The bad news was that I needed to be off my leg for six weeks and then another six weeks of partial to full weigh bearing on it.
Crutches and Churches
Crutches and I did not get along well and winter, with its ice and snow, still held a firm grip on the outside landscape. Ladies from church brought suppers for a week while my husband needed to be out of town. My father helped take me for X-rays when I needed them. Phone calls helped pass the time. Towards the end of the six weeks, one of my good friends phoned and said she wanted to come and look after my feet since she knew I likely had not been able to accomplish that task and would not have asked anyone else.
She knew me well. My feet needed attention which I could not give them. I had not asked my husband for help. She came and sat at my feet while we visited. After allowing my feet to soak in a basin of warm water she gently dried them. Then she clipped and filed my toe nails. She added a bonus – she polished them so I could feel pretty and pampered. What a beautiful act of kindness. I have never forgotten how much that unexpected act encouraged me, helped me and made me feel special. I also felt very humbled to have her sit at my feet and care for them.
What acts of kindness has someone shown you? What have you done to bestow kindness on another person? We need to scatter seeds of kindness everyday. We might never know how much it means to the person we do it for.
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Carol Harrison B.Ed is a speaker and published author with one book, Amee’s Story and stories in twelve anthologies. She is passionate about helping people of all ages and ability levels find their voice and reach their fullest potential. She knows, through personal experience that some of life’s experiences are tougher than others. She encourages people that even in the twists and turns of life God’s amazing grace provides hope. She lives in Saskatoon, SK with her husband Brian. They have four adult children and a dozen grandchildren. Visit her website carolscorner.ca
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