KINDNESS

I'LL PRAY FOR YOU

IF YOU EVER HAVE A COLD

OR EVEN WORSE THE FLU

THEN JUST TELL ME AND...

I WILL PRAY FOR YOU

IF YOU HAVE EVER DONE A SIN

AND IT STICKS LIKE GLUE

THEN JUST GIVE ME A CALL

AND I WILL PRAY FOR YOU

IF SOME ONE CLOSE HAS DIED

OR ANOTHER FAMILY ISSUE

AS SOON AS I FIND OUT

I WILL PRAY FOR YOU

I HOPE ONE DAY IF I AM DOWN

OR SIMPLY FELLING BLUE

YOU WILL PRAY FOR ME

JUST LIKE I PRAYED FOR YOU

by Marinila Reka

I went out and bought a few groceries, washed a few cloths, said a few prayers and was generally lazy.  I like these lazy days of late October.  I like to see the changes of the seasons, but what I don't like is the arrival of very cold weather or the utility bills that chase away the fairer skies.  No, I don't like those bills at all.

My house smells like burned onions and oil.  Why, you ask?  Because I burned the onions and the oil and "darkened' the frying pan a little bit.  The moral of this is: Never turn you back on an onion, for a burned onion will smite you...gasp..choke...cough.  It's a good thing the day was nice and I could open the doors and screens.

"Kindness is the bloom upon the fruit-it renders charity and religion attractive and beautiful.  Without it even charitable works lose their power of winning souls; for without kindness, the idea of love, the idea of anything supernatural-in a word, of Jesus, is not conveyed to the mind by the works preformed, even though they be done for the right motive."  Excerpt from Father Faber's writings on kindness.

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