charity

When a man becomes a Christian, he becomes industrious, trustworthy and prosperous. Now, if that man when he gets all he can and saves all he can, does not give all he can, I have more hope for Judas Iscariot than for that man!

Miranda nods, because she knows that to be true: noble people don't do things for the money, they simply have money, and that's what allows they to be noble. They don't really have to think about it much; they sprout benevolent acts the way trees sprout leaves.

Kindness is a currency that can cover a multitude of interpersonal debts.

As much as I don__ want it to be true, the reasons I don__ do something define me as a person even more so, perhaps, than the reasons I do something.

I have known a lot of people in my life, and I can tell you this_ Some of the ones who understood love better than anyone else were those who the rest of the world had long before measured as lost or gone. Some of the people who were able to look at the dirtiest, the poorest, the gays, the straights, the drug users, those in recovery, the basest of sinners, and those who were just_ plain_ different.They were able to look at them all and only see strength. Beauty. Potential. Hope.And if we boil it down, isn__ that what love actually is?

We hunger after the sweet nectar of happiness without understanding that it is harvested from the flowering field of good deeds.

You don't do kind deeds expecting kindness in return. You don't do kind deeds because you deem the recipient worthy. You do kind deeds because it's who you are, and because you understand the powerful difference your gentle hand makes in this dreary world.

The more you put your arm around those that you might naturally look down on, the more you will love yourself. And the more you love yourself, the less need you__l ever have to find fault or be better than others. And the less we all find fault or have a need to be better than others, the quicker this world becomes a far better place to live.

I will not hesitate.I will not hang back.I will go and offer my heart, for it is what I have to give...

Dress yourself in the silks of benevolence because kindness makes you beautiful.

You see,_ she interrupted his blank stare, __t doesn__ take much effort to be kind. It only takes the ability to recognize where kindness is needed.

It seems a peculiar thing when I go to fill my own cup; it remains empty as if the liquid evaporates as soon as it touches the glass. Yet when I reach to top off the cups of others, my own spills over. This is the crazy magic of charity.

Sit with me, and I'll not be alone.Hold my hand, and I'll not feel alone.Cry with me, and I'll no longer suffer alone.

Kind words and tender affections will not save me from this lake of woe and misery, but they may be enough of a buoy to prevent my drowning.

At times we feel outnumbered in our attempts to improve the world__o brighten and beautify, to preserve and heal and do what__ best for humanity. Selfless efforts can start to feel beleaguering, discouraging, even pointless with so little support. It is at these times I remind myself that I would rather be the last Good Samaritan standing than to join the ranks of selfish multitudes creating misery.

All we have is "One Life", so go for IT!

Even Karma rewards generosity. The good that you do must surely catch up with you!

For every good deed done, a blessing is waiting to be born!