I was listening to a radio programme yesterday where there was a discussion about gratitude and kindness to others. In the course of the programme, someone sent in a message and stated that he had stop caring about others because in spite of all he does for others, nobody ever shows him gratitude or return favours.
As the show continued, most of the callers’ responses to the message were very sympathetic to the guy who wasn’t receiving enough gratitude and favours for the good he does to others. One caller went as far complaining at how the world is filled with ingrates and unloving people.
Some of the questions going through my mind both during and moments after the radio show were; “why should we write off the world just because of a few bad people?” Why should our love and kindness to others be tied to what they give to us or how we expect to be treated in return? Must everyone whom we show some form of kindness pay us back or even tell us gratitude?
Sometime ago I ate food that didn’t taste very nice but that didn’t make stop eating food again because of my previous experience. Some people drive and unfortunately get involved in some accident, yet they never stop driving or travelling along the road. But you find an individual who helps someone or some people, who later didn’t do enough to repay his/her kindness, says, “I have had my experience, I have learned my lessons. This is the last time I will ever show kindness to people. I did this or that for this and that, and now see what I got in return.”
The farmer doesn’t expect every seed he plants in hope and faith to fall on the good ground and bring him harvest. He knows that not all of them will grow or do well, but he always counts on the overall outcome of all the seeds and the harvest they all bring rather than on what one seed yields. Folks no act of kindness, favour, love or good done in this world ever dies. Science tells us that energy can never be destroyed, it merely changes form.
So it is with our good. Every good deed done to others is a great force that begins an unending pulsation through time. We may not know it. We may never hear a word of gratitude or of recognition, but it will come back to us in some form as sure as an echo answers sound. Maybe not as we might expect it, how we expect it, nor where we expect it but sometime, somewhere, somehow, somewhere, it comes back. Never stop giving. Never stop doing good. Never stop loving.
Live your greatest life!