Do you remember reading stories about the settlement days, where neighbors went out of their way to help one another? If the barn caught on fire the entire community would come together for a good old fashioned barn raising? The men would get the barn framed in a day and completed in a few. The women would cook, and sew, and tend to the kids.
Even though we don’t have as many small towns today, I’d like to hope that same sense of community lives inside us all. At my places of employment, we’ve always banned together when a co-worker needed a little help. When the schools need volunteers, parents always seem to get the job done. I’d like to think that pure kindness still exists.
I have always been one to believe when someone has a need greater than your own – you help find a solution any way you can.
Is that a philosophy you live by?