tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-740924465958245224.post1029089368709482445..comments2024-03-10T00:44:49.280-05:00Comments on This & That: Matthew 7 -- Greeting others as part of the 'Golden Rule'Susannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03115294023069458287noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-740924465958245224.post-28978576703632488392010-04-07T12:41:37.102-05:002010-04-07T12:41:37.102-05:00Amber, thanks for sharing how some random person b...Amber, thanks for sharing how some random person brightened your day at the gym! Love that! :)<br /><br />Great comment...thanks so much for what you added!Susannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03115294023069458287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-740924465958245224.post-80485048929211413532010-04-06T12:11:36.058-05:002010-04-06T12:11:36.058-05:00It's sort of like...compassion begins 'at ...It's sort of like...compassion begins 'at home'. Too many people adopt causes (which are important, I'm not saying that we should ignore the suffering of people in other places) and ignore the people right next to them who are also suffering. Maybe it's not starving to death or anything like that, but the little things can change someones whole day. <br /><br />I was having a truly, truly terrible day over Lent, and some random older man smiled and gave me a high five at the gym. I have no clue why he did that, but that simple gesture really did pick up my day. :)<br /><br />I do try to treat everyone equally. I may not always succeed, but I do my best nice to the clerks, to janitors, to everyone and I try not to judge them based on their 'station'. How're they different from me except in material things? And how much do those things count, in the end?Amberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09002997517784638068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-740924465958245224.post-47109083889323655822010-04-03T09:03:16.313-05:002010-04-03T09:03:16.313-05:00Thanks! Hope your day is going well. Nice to see y...Thanks! Hope your day is going well. Nice to see you drop by. :)Susannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03115294023069458287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-740924465958245224.post-87724161026909636702010-04-03T07:08:58.753-05:002010-04-03T07:08:58.753-05:00Susanne, just coming and checking on you. (((hugs)...Susanne, just coming and checking on you. (((hugs))) saying, HELLO! I hope your having a good day!Texan after UAEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15097233083803545196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-740924465958245224.post-68002443451863088662010-03-29T21:23:30.076-05:002010-03-29T21:23:30.076-05:00Thank you both for sharing your sweet stories. I&#...Thank you both for sharing your sweet stories. I'm so happy to share a world with kindhearted people like you. :) I know it always blesses ME to show kindness to people. Sharing love just goes a long way in making the world better.<br /><br />I appreciate your comments.Susannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03115294023069458287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-740924465958245224.post-18151505061951518912010-03-27T16:33:49.255-05:002010-03-27T16:33:49.255-05:00Suroor, I am a lot like you. I show my appreciatio...Suroor, I am a lot like you. I show my appreciation to people no matter what they do. Here in UAE we have loads of maids and they get treated like dirt. Y'all wouldn't believe some stories. <br /><br />Susanne, Just coming by to say.. hello. It's so nice to see people so passionate about their religion. (((hugs)))Texan after UAEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15097233083803545196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-740924465958245224.post-31707154674045357382010-03-27T14:41:44.090-05:002010-03-27T14:41:44.090-05:00" I wonder if those same people also greet th..." I wonder if those same people also greet the hardworking black janitor mopping the floor or the Mexican lady cleaning toilets in similar fashion."<br /><br />I always, always greet people and thank them graciously who service me and are actually doing *me* a favour by doing things I wouldn't want to do, like cleaning a really dirty table for me in a food court or cleaning a public loo before I go inside or mopping the supermarket floor where the baby decides to spit. They matter more to me than my queen (I often blaspheme like that!). And I always, always give them a small tip. Often they are left flabbergasted which tells me just how much they must be ignored by the rest.<br /><br />Someone once called me a softie and even a pushover because I stood hugging a janitor in a mall loo whose son was sick and she was so distressed she began to tell me her story. My question to them was 'how does it NOT hurt your heart to hear a story like that?'<br /><br />Great post! That is why I think you rock :)Suroorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07151400258859526990noreply@blogger.com