Today I had the opportunity to prove my words...to prove that I am actually the "good person" I claim to be.
While out picking up matching towels for the bathroom from Macy's (we had some gift cards) a woman dropped her wallet. I picked it up and there had to be 30-40 hundred dollar bills in it.
Now listen...
1.) I am not rich and could certainly use the money.
2.) The woman who dropped the wallet had spent the prior ten minutes yelling in Bangla at her family, giving me a bad headache while I was waiting for the cashier.
3.) No one saw the wallet but me.
4.) I wanted to keep that money.
So I picked it up and gave it to my four year old to return to the woman. I wanted her to see what we do when we find something that is not ours. I wanted her to know her Dad is a good guy. I wanted to prove to myself I am a good guy, one whose is capable of ignoring my base desires so that I can do what is right. This time Good won!
The fact is we all have moments in which we can prove our words are real. Be it our generosity, our love for others, or perhaps even our faith. I hope you all do well this most holy of weeks in enduring your words match your deeds.
God Bless.
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