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Please, Be Kind

In a world that is filled with unkind people, why not be kind? It costs you nothing. I consider myself relatively nice, so whenever I have a run in with someone mean, unpleasant, or just straight up rude, it blows my mind. I’m not pretending I’m perfect, because I’ve had days when I didn’t feel like being kind, but I tried my best to work through it and do better. It amazes me the way some people treat people sometimes, and I wonder how many people grew up knowing the Golden Rule? You know, treat others the way you want to be treated. I think many people may have missed that and it definitely shows. I can personally testify that the Lord has tested me many times in this area, just to help me improve my character. It’s not easy being kind in an unkind world but as a believer, it’s often necessary to do so. It’s a kingdom representation thing. But if I can keep it real for a moment – sometimes, some people piss me off so bad I actually want to flip stuff over, however, I can’t do that. I’m certain the Lord wouldn’t be pleased. While I’d like to imagine a world where most people are kind, I’m realistic about what I’m up against. So, when you go out into the world today, be kind, whether you may feel like it or not. You’ll be doing yourself and others a tiny favor that can make a huge difference. 

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