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Kind words can be short and easy to speak,
but their echoes are truly endless.
-original source: Mother Theresa
The Weight of Nothing.
“Tell me the weight of a snowflake,” a coal mouse asked a wild dove.
“Nothing more than nothing,” was the answer.
“In that case I must tell a marvelous story,” the coal mouse said.
“I sat on the branch of a Fir, close to its trunk, when it began to snow,
not heavily, not in a raging blizzard, no, just like in a dream, without
any violence. Since I didn’t have anything better to do, I counted the
snowflakes settling on the twigs and needles of my branch, their number was
exactly 3,741,952. When the next snowflake dropped onto the branch –
nothing more than nothing, as you say – the branch broke off.”
The dove, since Noah’s time an authority on the matter, thought about the
story for awhile and finally said to herself; “Perhaps there is only one
person’s voice lacking for peace to come about in the world.”
-original source unknown
SMALL WAVES ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Another True Story by an eRipples Subscriber
It was ten days before Christmas, and the mall was jam-packed with busy
shoppers. I was window-shopping; I didn’t really have a lot of money to
spend at the time. Everywhere I looked, people seemed frustrated and tired.
It made me really sad that so many people who were doing such a wonderful
thing — buying gifts for their loved ones — were so caught up in the
frenzy, and had lost sight of what I believe is the true Christmas spirit.
As I entered a store, a certain stuffed bear caught my eye, and I got an
idea. I bought two of them, walked out to the food court, and approached a
father with his young boy. I asked the man, “Sir, may I give this bear to
your son?” He looked at me, puzzled, and said, “Uh, sure.” I handed it to
the adorable blonde boy and said, “Merry Christmas!” The father asked me if
I owed him anything, but I just smiled and said again, “Merry Christmas!”
As I turned around to walk away, the love and joy and warmth that I felt
overwhelmed me, and I started to cry.
I kept the other bear, and I named him Charity. He’s a constant reminder to
me of how easy it is to surprise someone with kindness, and how wonderful
it can make me feel.
The Ripples Project: A Foundation to Inspire Small Waves of Kind Acts
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Peace to you!