Good News

It is interesting how some folks seem to be showered in their lives with good news and blessings, and then there are those who seem to be inundated with rough times, barely a give in the tough and rough fabric of their lives. I have found that my life is only ever improved when I help my fellow man. But the truth is that we can’t just do what pleases our conscious, or what society deems as the bare minimum. We have to keep reaching, keep bending and sharing, we have to make it our life’s purpose to be kind and generous. It can seem that those who scrounge to  have all of the benefit, those folks who are looking to always have the upper hand and better outcome than their neighbor, receive the good news, the blessing. I have learned that the good news is the Good News and that is all that there is. If God is good, then I should try and be more like God. I should forgive, share, praise and love. I should let my employee know that they are valued, I should let my friend without a job stay with me for free and feed them. I should be so grateful that I am provided for that I realize I have an abundance to share. And when I do, and reach further into the exchange that makes life worth living, I will result in feeling alive. Because this life is not about me and what I have, what I do, have achieved, roles, materialism, property or prestige. One may tell themselves this, but the ego can live full and proud in even the most seemingly humble public servant. I know that everything I have is a blessing from God and that it all can be taken from me at any moment. I also know that I will be okay, held and loved because I have Faith in life and in death. So thank you to all of my friends I have been able to help, because you are the one providing the gift. The less I seem to have and hold onto, the richer I feel I have become.