Monday, January 9, 2012
TIME FOR OTHERS
I took some food and I went. When I finally came to the family, I saw the faces of those little children disfigured by hunger. There was no sorrow or sadness in their faces, just the deep pain of hunger.
I gave the rice to the mother. She divided it in two, and went out, carrying half the rice with her.
When she came back, I asked her, “Where did you go?”
She gave me this simple answer, “To my neighbors-they are hungry also.”
I was not surprised that she gave because poor people are generous. But I was surprised that she knew they were hungry.
As a rule, when we are suffering, we are so focused on ourselves we have no time for others.