We pass through
this life but once. If, therefore, there be any kindness we can show, or
any good thing we can do to others, let us not hesitate to do it, for we
shall not pass this way again. Let us never lose an opportunity to bring
sunshine into the lives of those who look up to us for our encouragement
or help, the blessing will come back to us in many folds. Here is an
inspiring story of a rich man whose acts of kindness were only known
after his death.
two hands. Take with one and with other you give. Thatís the
way life works out and thatís the way to live. What you get
and what you give must balance up someday. Itís give a
little, take a little all along the way.~ unknown
As the story
goes, my boss drove a
luxury car everyday and it was my duty to greet him and to open the
gates for him, as I worked as a watchman in his villa. But he
never responded back to my greetings.
One day he saw me
opening the garbage bags outside the villa in search for any left over
food. But, as usual he never even looked at me, it was like as if he
never saw anything!
The very next day
I saw a paper bag at the same place, but it was clean and the food
inside was covered well. It was fresh and good food like someone had
just brought it from the supermarket. I didn't bother as to where it
came from, I just took the paper bag and I was so happy about it.
Every day I found
this paper bag at the same place with fresh vegetables and all that we
needed for home. This became my daily routine. I was eating and sharing
this food with my wife and kids.
I was wondering
who this fool could be?! To forget his paper bag full of fresh food
One day there was
a big problem in the villa and I was told that my boss has died. There
were too many guests coming to the villa that day and I didn't get any
food that day, so I thought that one of the guests must have taken it.
But the same thing happened the 2nd day, the 3rd day and the 4th day.
It went on like
this for a few weeks and I found it difficult to provide food for my
family, so I decided to ask the wife of my boss for a raise in my salary
or else I would quit my job as a watchman.
After I told her,
she was shocked, and asked me, how come you never complained about your
salary for the last 2 years? And why is this salary not enough for you
Life's completeness and richness depends on the things we
share with our loved ones and friends.
I gave her so
many excuses but she was never convinced! Finally in the end, I decided
to tell her the truth, I told her the entire story of the bag of
groceries, and as to how it was my daily provision.. She then asked me
as to when this stopped? I told her after the death of her husband. And
then I realized that I stopped seeing the paper bag immediately after
the death of my boss.
Why didn't I ever
think of this before? That it was my boss who was providing this for me?
I guess it was because I never thought that a person who never replied
to my greetings could ever be this generous!
His wife started
to cry and I told her to please stop crying and that I'm really sorry
that I asked for a raise, I didn't know that it was your husband who was
providing me with the meals, I'll remain as a watchman and be happy to
provide my service.
His wife told me,
I'm crying because I've finally found the 7th person my husband was
giving this bag full of food. I knew my husband was giving 7 people
everyday, I had already found the 6 people, and all these days I was
searching for the 7th person. And today I found out.
From that day
onwards, I started to receive the bag full of food again, but this time
his son was bringing it to my house and giving it to my hand. But
whenever I thanked him, he never replied! Just like his dad!
One day, I told
him THANK YOU in a very loud voice! He replied back to me to please not
be offended when he doesn't reply, because he has a hearing problem,
just like his dad!
May God forgive
us all, for we judge another person without knowing the real story
behind their actions. When we judge
nothing, we will be happy. When we forgive everything, we will be happier.
When we love
everything, we will be happiest.
By Tim Pedrosa