Weekend Kindness
Reaching Others Through Kindness

We live in an interesting age.  I don’t know how many times friends from my high school want to e-mail or contact me—if only I’ll pay cash to talk to them, or at least that’s what Classmates.com wants me to believe.

We used to be able to move on from place to place, keeping in contact with the people in our lives that really mattered, and letting the acquaintances and others move on with their lives and grow into fond memories.

Not today.  In the rush for the latest status symbol, if someone finds your name on a list of available people they’ll rush to add you to it.  They wear the number of “friends” or “followers” that they have like previous generations would collect beanie babies.

For me, the amusing part is that they let all these people in to look at their lives, and those insights usually provide quite the amusement in themselves.  Once added, twice forgotten, I believe.

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“From the bank.”

That was the answer that my oldest gave to the question in the title.  He knew that we drove up to the bank and that’s where I got the money to pay for things.

Kids notice things that are right in front of them.  They see that I go to work everyday—though they (obviously) have not made the connection that I do that so that we can have money to buy things that we need and want.

“God gives it to us,”  was the response of the second child

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