The Triumph of Good Over Evil

Today is 9/11.  Despite not being personally affected by the day, I can still barely bring myself to look at photographs or read other people’s stories of where they were, and how it was.  When I see the television specials appear on my TV menu every September, I skip past so quickly, I practically leave skid marks.

I don’t know why it bothers me so much, or why it still has the power to make my soul ache 11 years later, but it does, and I can’t deny.

This year, for the first time, I decided to combat these awful feelings by restoring my faith in the general goodness of the world.  Because I do believe in that.  I believe that we have been slowly acclimated into thinking that people are evil and the world is going to hell by the news.  And it’s not that I’m foolish, or a conspiracy theorist–I know people do bad things.  People are capable of the most tremendous evil.  But in general, I earnestly believe that the world is good.  That people are kind, and want to care for each other.  Even those they disagree with.

And as good, kind, caring people, we are capable of acts of the most sublime beauty, and generosity, and joy, and kindness.  We don’t get to hear enough about it.  There is not enough wonderment brought to our eyes and ears every day.

While my ultimate goal would be a 24 hour news channel called the Wonderment Network that would report on nothing but the sublime, the beautiful, and the uplifting all day and night, that is a bit lofty for a single day’s work.

Instead, today, I am asking people to share their own stories of kindness.  Whether it’s a random act of kindness you performed (and yes, it’s okay to toot your own horn in this case) or if you were the recipient, please share it in the comments.

Let’s uplift the world a bit on this tragic day.  

With hope,

Liz

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  1. What a good idea! It’s nice to restore our faith in humanity sometimes. When I first moved to Chicago, it was for an internship. I had hardly any money at all (all that pesky working for free business). After visiting my parents in Michigan, I stepped out of Chicago’s Union Station and it was pouring rain. I remember thinking, “I’m so tired, I don’t want to walk all the way to the L in this weather with my luggage. I’m just going to take a cab.” Spending money on a cab would probably mean no lunch for the next week, but I was willing to sacrifice right then. I had on a Michigan State t-shirt and some random stranger on the street noticed me. He asked me if that was where I went to school, I said yes. He told me he went there also when he was younger (I’d guess the man to be in his 60s, but I can’t say for sure). He gave me $100, tucked me into my taxi before I could protest, shut the door and told me to do the same for a fellow Spartan someday when I had the means. I have yet to run into a fellow Spartan in such a situation, but I remember this guy all the time. So periodically I do small things like pay for the drive-thru order behind me, or leave anonymous gifts on my neighbors’ doorsteps. And someday, I’m sure, I’ll have my opportunity to help out a fellow Spartan :).

  2. Impact 52 says:

    In February, I bought two coffees for an elderly couple while at the convenience store as a part of RAK week. They were surprised by my action. They thanked me more times than I can remember. The lady actually called me an angel. An angel? Over two coffees? Fast forward about 5 months. I was at a different convenience store on the other side of town when I was approached by an elderly gentleman. He was smiling from ear to ear. I will admit that I did not know who he was. He introduced himself and reminded me of that night and the coffees. He was the recipient of my random act. I asked him where his wife was and questioned him buying only one coffee. He told me that she was in the hospital fighting a losing battle against cancer. She didn’t have many days left. It was terminal. He went on to tell me that the day I bought the coffees was the same day she was diagnosed with cancer. My random act of kindness gave them hope that good things could still happen to them. Two coffees provided hope to wounded hearts. As he left that day he told me he could not wait to tell her that he saw me again. He knew it would make her smile. A dying woman smiling over an act of kindness

    Kindness impacts lives. We all should set a daily goal to positively impact the lives of others. When we do, we are impacted too.

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