17/05/2020
Deeds are more VALUABLE, talk is CHEAP.
I am an early bird, thus i wake early too. As i laid on my bed musing, this morning. I remembered my mom's good deeds. She passed on about twelve years ago but i am yet to forget her kind deeds.
We are indeed remembered for our deeds. I have intentionally focused on leaving the same legacy. Perhaps not in her area, in particular, i wish to be remembered for adding value to humanity. I have a flair to write, instill hope, douse doubts and feeling of helplessness. I choose to influence folks in my spheres of influence, in this domain, afore mentioned. So help me God.
My late mum retired as a teacher and got paid for her thirty five years of active service. I accompanied her to get the cheque. Yes, it was a lumpsome but i felt it was not handsome enough. The following day, someone approached her for a loan. The need was genuine but i felt it was all wrong, to submit her gratuity on the altar of sacrifice. It was neither she nor logical.
I was appalled when my mum promised to oblige the fellow. My mum knew i was crossed and told me that, she had no pressing need for it and she was willing to let it go. I asked her, what if he does not repay as promised? She simply said it was still okay.
In life we are swift to talk, judge,argue, disparage, opine, condemn and all? How swift are we to offer good deeds? Lend a hand, meet a need, shoulder someone's pain, run an errand and be generally available to assist especially the vulnerable.
How often do we do these?
Just that you know, when my mum was old, i asked her one day, what has always baffled me about her kind gesture to folks.
Mum, why would you always give to people? Are you aware that, they are not as needy as they portray? I feel most of them capitalize on your kindness.
Her response dazed me further.She said Ebun, i give not because i have in abundance, i give because i know how it feels to be in want. For those who abused it, i pity them. That is what i was wired for. It is my destiny and i have never regretted it.
That put paid to my inquisition. I mean she gave her substance and i am on a mission to do the one, i know to DO. I write not to flaunt but to inspire.
Please, folks, when next you see me write on my page, know that, i am my mum's daughter. I do what i do even if it isn't appreciated. It does not change ME. Talk is cheap but deeds aren't. Good morning and i feel the world would be more colorful if we engage what we are wired for, to help humanity.
Like this image, let us use our diverse gifts to comfort, salvage, inflience and promote humanity. I rest my case!
