Humbleness Isn’t Dead

I thought humbleness and selflessness had disappeared but what I found were small things amidst this loud world that we live in. These examples brought light for me in what seems to be such a dark and dreary world.

I came across an older woman. She was hunched down looking toward  the ground. She was keeping to herself. She was washing laundry and trying to hurry so that others could use the washer and dryer. She was kind and considerate without saying a word. A few minutes later she took a break from sifting through the clothes. When she came back I noticed that she had military tags on a chain around her neck. I asked her if she served in the military. I was expecting her to say they had been her son’s or maybe her husband’s. To my surprise, she was a veteran herself from the Vietnam war. She had been a nurse that was stationed in Germany for surgeries. I can’t begin to imagine what she saw, nor what she had to take care of during that time. She was quiet, kind, humble and friendly. She brought me a chair because she saw me standing, waiting for the washer and dryer, even though she was older than me and looked more tired. She was selfless and humble in speech.

We talked for a few minutes and she spoke how the old days had seemed to pass so quickly. She looked out the window and said that today’s world was what she worried about. She said that she just had to give them to God. She was speaking of how things have broken down. That people weren’t like they used to be. She said people just don’t care about others like they did in her day.

I know when the veterans came back it was not the easiest time for them, yet the people were different than they are now. People are very busy. They think that they have all the time in the world.  But, when someone;such as she, had been faced with death and suffering during a war, you realize that time has nothing to do with how long you live here or how long you have to stay. She was a beautiful lady with her thoughts. I agreed with her wholeheartedly. I told her that I felt like things and people are not appreciated even with my younger experience. Just when you thought you might be the only one thinking that way, you find someone;such as this older woman, with the same thoughts. Her words of, “ you just have to give them to God”, stood in my head as i began to use the laundry area once she had finished.

She didn’t have to make a large speech or act better than others. Her sweet, quiet demeanor rang loud and clear. Not EVERYTHING is up to us. A small conversation can make a big difference. It gave me hope.

Later that day I was traveling. I came across a man sitting silently. He was sitting alone in a restaurant. He had his head down. He was wearing a hat like you might see in an old movie where all the men were wearing suits, ties and hats. He had a Bible sitting on the restaurant table. He was reading and praying. I’m sad to say that you do not see that every day. We usually are in a hurry and forget to even notice other people. Maybe the next time the next you see someone with their head down and are alone, just maybe they are praying for the lost or lost world swirling around us all.

Remember there is hope. There are people out there praying and trusting God who is greater than all our troubles of this world. You can be one too. Don’t give up hope. Be part of a good change. Always strive to do better.

You don’t have to be loud and proud. Because humble and quiet made a larger impact with me. Maybe it will do the same for you. thought humbleness and selflessness had disappeared but what I found were small things amidst this loud world that we live in. These examples brought light for me in what seems to be such a dark and dreary world.

Humbleness Isn’t Dead.

I came across an older woman. She was hunched down looking toward  the ground. She was keeping to herself. She was washing laundry and trying to hurry so that others could use the washer and dryer. She was kind and considerate without saying a word. A few minutes later she took a break from sifting through the clothes. When she came back I noticed that she had military tags on a chain around her neck. I asked her if she served in the military. I was expecting her to say they had been her son’s or maybe her husband’s. To my surprise, she was a veteran herself from the Vietnam war. She had been a nurse that was stationed in Germany for surgeries. I can’t begin to imagine what she saw, nor what she had to take care of during that time. She was quiet, kind, humble and friendly. She brought me a chair because she saw me standing, waiting for the washer and dryer, even though she was older than me and looked more tired. She was selfless and humble in speech.

We talked for a few minutes and she spoke how the old days had seemed to pass so quickly. She looked out the window and said that today’s world was what she worried about. She said that she just had to give them to God. She was speaking of how things have broken down. That people weren’t like they used to be. She said people just don’t care about others like they did in her day.

I know when the veterans came back it was not the easiest time for them, yet the people were different than they are now. People are very busy. They think that they have all the time in the world.  But, when someone;such as she, had been faced with death and suffering during a war, you realize that time has nothing to do with how long you live here or how long you have to stay. She was a beautiful lady with her thoughts. I agreed with her wholeheartedly. I told her that I felt like things and people are not appreciated even with my younger experience. Just when you thought you might be the only one thinking that way, you find someone;such as this older woman, with the same thoughts. Her words of, “ you just have to give them to God”, stood in my head as i began to use the laundry area once she had finished.

She didn’t have to make a large speech or act better than others. Her sweet, quiet demeanor rang loud and clear. Not EVERYTHING is up to us. A small conversation can make a big difference. It gave me hope.

Later that day I was traveling. I came across a man sitting silently. He was sitting alone in a restaurant. He had his head down. He was wearing a hat like you might see in an old movie where all the men were wearing suits, ties and hats. He had a Bible sitting on the restaurant table. He was reading and praying. I’m sad to say that you do not see that every day. We usually are in a hurry and forget to even notice other people. Maybe the next time the next you see someone with their head down and are alone, just maybe they are praying for the lost or lost world swirling around us all.

Remember there is hope. There are people out there praying and trusting God who is greater than all our troubles of this world. You can be one too. Don’t give up hope. Be part of a good change. Always strive to do better.

You don’t have to be loud and proud. Because humble and quiet made a larger impact with me. Maybe it will do the same for you.