Sharing the love for all of humanity

 

June 30, 2021

 

Credit goes out to (the author) several people who collective made this such meaningful and loving story. Thank you one and all.

 

I pulled up to the hardware store and watched this take place right in front of me. This guy sees two kids walking in the pouring rain while one is pushing his broken bicycle and he stops everything he is doing and spends 5 minutes getting drenched with rain while he fixes this little boy’s bike. These kids rode off so happy and he left with a smile on his face from ear to ear. As a matter of fact, he put a smile on my face too. This is the America that I know. High five to you good sir!

 

The greatest thing I can do as a human being is serve God and serve my fellow man. It never goes out of style to be a good person. In a world full of takers, be a giver. In a world full of selfish people, be the selfless one. In a world full of anger and hate, be the one who always shows love. I spend my life helping others who are struggling with addiction. My wife and I work 7 days a week helping folks who are struggling. If you or someone you know is struggling and needs help finding detox and treatment resources, then message me immediately. It’s time to start helping others. You can change the world, one person at a time. (author)

 

We are more that the media think and preach. It is past time to stand up and show who we really are, and teach our children to believe in the good and not what media, politicians, and negative social media want us to believe. Just do the right thing. Treat others the way you want to be treated. Know there are bad people who will hurt you, so be careful, but let your light shine.

 

We need to spread the good news every chance we get. So I'm sharing...lets get it viral.

 

This is how Americans are supposed to act towards each other. 

 

I worked in construction in the fifties and no one spoke of color. All the guys took care of me since I was young with no experience. The good old days when people looked out for each other.

 

So awesome! Some folks need to learn from this lesson! We all need to help each other...always!

 

Thats the American way absaluty brought a tear to my eye it was a joyous tear and people like him and I and you who ever reads this we are every where...

 

Love this!!!! It’s America you just have to believe it and be a decent human being!!! Posting positive things we see is part of the solution, much of the negativity is fabricated

 

Doesn't get much better than that. Those kids will remember that their whole life and hopefully pay it forward when they have the chance!

 

We need to share this type of stories because I believe there are many more people out there helping others - they just don’t make the news and they should

 

Kindness knows no bounds. Opportunities to show kindness are all around us… we just have to slow down and act.

 

Actions like this change perceptions of one another. They’ll never forget this situation and will talk about it even when they’re older.

 

"A man never stands as tall, as when he kneels to help a child " - Roman adage

 

Teach em young.... they'll do the same. Faith restored. It doesn't cost a nickel to be a good human being. Some of the biggest things in life are really the small things we do for each other. That's alright alright alright with me.

 

This is contagious.

If enough of us practice this, it will be the norm.

If our leaders set the example, it will be the norm.

There's hope.

 

There are still kind people in the world God is always around to touch a person when they need help no matter what color they may be. God don't care about a color jus give home the praises

 

This is America! Just the way I grew up, not colorized, just American kids riding their bikes & having fun!

 

This is awesome, we need more positive posts like these. If we all participated in doing acts of kindness our world would be a much better place for sure. Try it, I dare each and everyone of you.

 

Awesome.....this is why I don't buy into the division and alleged racism problem in our Country.

 

This Life All About Helping Hands No Matter What Colors Humans Races

Is Working Together

And Don’t Need Racist War

Just Need To Have Peace Helping Hands Together

 

Yes need to go back to the basics when people were proud of America, stood up for what they believe in without getting shamed. When the news would have heart warming stories like these. When hate wasn't being taught by our government. We need to all ban together and spread the love no matter what race, gender or political views are. God bless America!!

 

You're a good person for providing this touching moment in America.. Positive posts like this provide hope that there is still goodness in our country. I see a gentleman with a mighty good heart helping two young men who will probably never forget his kindness. If not for your post, I would have continued to skim through my FB routine without pause. But thanks to you and these three unassuming souls, I stopped for a few minutes to enjoy the pause that refreshes. Made my day, brother...

 

This is wonderful.

But now you just never know... could he be a trafficker/kidnapper or could he be a genuinely good man helping a kid. It's just so sad. I hate that I have become so cynical and untrusting of the human race

 

Love it! this is exactly what we need more of from people. If we would just slow down and realize that we are all in this together. We all need a little help some time. If everyone would just be willing to take the time to help others when they can this world would be a better place!!!

 

What I love most about this post was, this part. "I saw this guy get out and help these two kids."

Not, "I saw this black man helping these two white kids." It was about the kindness this man showed in general not about the kindness a black man showed to two white children.❤❤

 

I know that acts like this occur many many times a day all across our great country. Wouldn’t it be great if our media would report just a small sample of these acts of kindness/humanity instead of only negative BS all of the time?

 

And I so love that those 2 little boys didn’t see distrust or fear from a that large “black” man. Obviously their parents haven’t taught them racism and skepticism. Oh what a better world this would be if all parents could/would teach their kids this, then they would grow up to be this amazing man and we could stop identifying each other by color.

 

At the time I prepared this article, there were 41K likes, 2.8K comments and 185K shares.

 

The post was originally posted by Mark Cosgrove in Independence, Missouri.

 

Thank you, Mark. You certainly gave us all a moment to share and remember how beautiful life can and is in our wonderful country. God bless you Mark.

Memorial Day 2021

 

 

Gotten from Facebook

May 23/24, 2021

Posted by Disgruntled Vets

Reposted by Steve. F. LaFata

 

Here's some ground rules for this weekend:

 

1. Don't wish me a Happy Memorial Day. There is nothing happy about brave men and women dying.

2. It's not a holiday. It's a remembrance.

3. If you want to know the true meaning, visit Arlington or your local VA cemetery, not freaking Disneyland.

4. Don't tell me how great any one political power is. Tell me about Chesty Puller, George Patton, John Basilone, Dakota Meyer, Kyle Carpenter, Mitchell Paige, Ira Hayes, Chris Kyle and any other heroes too numerous to name. Attend a Bell Ceremony and shed some tears.

5. Don't tell me I don't know what I am talking about. I have carried the burden all too many times for my warriors who now stand their post for God.

6. Say a prayer... and then another.

7. Remember the Fallen for all the Good they did while they were here.

8. Reach out and let a Vet know you're there, we're losing too many in "peace".

That's How Life is...

 

Share Facebook post from my cousin

Anita Barngrover

Thank you so much for sharing

April 15, 2021

 

 

Good morning to one and all. I read this post a few minutes ago and thought how this applies today in America.

 

We are in a New Great Awakening – like the many we have successfully accomplished in the past. This one is Good vs. Evil. America is having trouble coming to grips with what to believe. Who is right and who is wrong? 

 

Dr. Charlie Ward has helped me to refine my moral compass. His guidance to research things yourself. Then you can decide what is right or wrong. It is really that simple. 

 

This journey will have lots of bumps in the road, many challenges, broken hearts, difficult decisions to make. Remember God is inside of you. Have those important talks and together you will fine the correct answer and direction to go forward. 

 

I pray every day to the Lord, I thank him each morning for another day to carry out his will, to do the right things, help others in need, spend time reading and researching what has happened, what is going on and what is to come. To separate the truth from evil.

 

May the good Lord bless and watch over each and every one of you.

Lisa Parry Ward

February 6  · 

 

Every month Martín’s parents took a trip to see Grandma and came home on the same train the next day. 

 

One day the child said to his parents:

 

′′I'm already grown up. 

Can I go to my grandma's alone?"

 

After a brief discussion, his parents accepted.

They stood with him as he waited for the train to exit.

They said goodbye to their son and gave him some tips through the window. 

 

Martin repeated to them:

 

′′I know. I've been told this more than a thousand times."

As the train was about to leave, his father murmured in his ear:

′′Son if you feel bad or insecure, this is for you!"

 

And he put something in his pocket.

 

Now Martin was alone, 

sitting on the train as he had wanted,

without his parents for the first time.

 

He was admiring the landscape out the window. 

Around him some unknowns pushed themselves in. 

They made a lot of noise.

They got in and out of the train car. 

 

The conductor made some comments about him being alone.

 

One person looked at him with eyes of sadness.

Martin was feeling more uneasy with 

every minute that passed. 

And now he was scared.

He felt cornered and alone. 

He put his head down, and

with tears in his eyes,

He remembered his dad had 

Put something in his pocket.

Trembling, he searched for what his father had given him.

 

Upon finding the piece of paper he read it:

 

′′Son, I'm in the last train car!".

 

That's how life is,

We must let our kids go

We must let them try new things. 

 

But we always like to be

In the last car, watching,

in case they are afraid 

or in case they find obstacles and don’t know what to do.

 

We want to be close to them.

as long as we are still alive.

 

(Adapted from Unknown author)

President Trump said …

Terry Orr

February 8, 2021 

President Trump said: "Let's blow up the white house!"

Oh wait, that was Madonna.

 

President Trump said: "Lock a 10-year-old in a cage with child molesters."

Oh wait, that was Peter Fonda about Barren Trump.

 

President Trump said: "We need another John Wilks Booth!"

Oh wait, that was Johnny Depp

 

President Trump said: "I fantasize about standing over Donald Trump Jr.'s dead body!"

Oh wait, that was Tom Arnold

 

President Trump: *Holds up a bloody, decapitated head*

Oh wait, that was Kathy Griffith

 

President Trump: *Shoots a likeness of Snoop Dog in a music video, has him in a body bag on his album cover*

Oh wait, that was Snoop Dog about Trump

 

President Trump said: "I'd like to take Biden behind a barn to beat him."

Oh wait, that was Joe Biden about Trump

 

President Trump said: "I dream of punching him in the face."

Oh wait, that was Corey Booker, US Senator

 

President Trump said: "Harass the staff and supporters in public and refuse to serve them."

Oh wait, that was Maxine Waters, congresswoman

 

But according to the left-wing media/DNC talking points, it's Trump with the hateful rhetoric... all in the name of TOLERANCE.

 

Then! Trump said, "everyone should take note of that, on both levels, that they’re not going to let up, and they should not, and we should not." (Note those last 7 words!)

Ooh my bad... that was Ms. Kamala Harris herself!!

 

Maybe it was when he said, "I just don't even know why there aren't uprisings all over the country. And maybe there will be, when people realize that this is a policy that they defend."

Oh wait.... that was Pelosi - when she wants to push a policy or agenda...

 

 

Sooo... What DID President Trump say about unrest and unlawful destructive protest??

 

"We condemn in the strongest possible terms this egregious display of hatred, bigotry and violence" ~ President Trump 👆🏻

 

"I condemn ALL white supremacy ... I have ALWAYS denounced any form of that!" ~President Trump 👆🏻

 

"Racism is evil and those who cause violence in its name are criminals and thugs, including the KKK, Neo-nazis, white supremacists and other hate groups that are repugnant to everything we hold dear as Americans!"~President Trump 👆🏻

 

"We’re going walk down to the Capitol, and we’re going to cheer on our brave senators, and congressmen and women. We’re probably not going to be cheering so much for some of them because you’ll never take back our country with weakness. You have to show strength, and you have to be strong."

 

"We have come to demand that Congress do the right thing and only count the electors who have been lawfully slated, lawfully slated. I know that everyone here will soon be marching over to the Capitol building to peacefully and patriotically make your voices heard." ~President Trump 👆🏻

 

Note..... key words... "PEACEFULLY AND PATRIOTICALLY MAKE YOUR VOICES HEARD"

 

But it is the Democrats and those seeking self-gain that say they are all about peace and coming together, right? 🤔

 

Stop believing mainstream media and stop spewing off from emotions and research - seek facts and truth! You have heard the saying right... "The Truth will set you free!"

Stop being chained down by hate!!!

(Copied from a friend on Facebook)

I'M PROUD TO BE A VETERAN!

  

Thank you, 

Bruce for sharing

 

 

 

TO UNDERSTAND A MILITARY VETERAN, YOU MUST KNOW - 

 

We left home as teenagers or in our early twenties for an unknown adventure.

 

We loved our country enough to defend it and protect it with our own lives.

 

We said goodbye to friends and family and everything we knew.

 

We learned the basics and then we scattered in the wind to the far corners of the Earth.

 

We found new friends and new family.

 

We became brothers and sisters regardless of color, race or creed.

 

We had plenty of good times, and plenty of bad times.

 

We didn't get enough sleep.

 

We smoked and drank too much.

 

We picked up both good and bad habits.

 

We worked hard and played harder.

 

We didn't earn a great wage.

 

We experienced the happiness of mail call and the sadness of missing important events.

 

We didn't know when, or even if, we were ever going to see home again.

 

We grew up fast, and yet somehow, we never grew up at all.

 

We fought for our freedom, as well as the freedom of others.

 

Some of us saw actual combat, and some of us didn't.

 

Some of us saw the world, and some of us didn't.

 

Some of us dealt with physical warfare, most of us dealt with psychological warfare.

 

We have seen and experienced and dealt with things that we can't fully describe or explain, as not all of our sacrifices were physical.

 

We participated in time honored ceremonies and rituals with each other, strengthening our bonds and camaraderie.

 

We counted on each other to get our job done and sometimes to survive it at all.

 

We have dealt with victory and tragedy.

 

We have celebrated and mourned.

 

We lost a few along the way.

 

When our adventure was over, some of us went back home, some of us started somewhere new and some of us never came home at all.

 

We have told amazing and hilarious stories of our exploits and adventures.

 

We share an unspoken bond with each other, that most people don't experience, and few will understand.

 

We speak highly of our own branch of service, and poke fun at the other branches.

 

We know however, that, if needed, we will be there for our brothers and sisters and stand together as one, in a heartbeat.

 

Being a Veteran is something that had to be earned, and it can never be taken away.

 

It has no monetary value, but at the same time it is a priceless gift.

 

People see a Veteran and they thank them for their service.

 

When we see each other, we give that little upwards head nod, or a slight smile, knowing that we have shared and experienced things that most people have not.

 

So, from myself to the rest of the veterans out there, I commend and thank you for all that you have done and sacrificed for our country.

 

Try to remember the good times and make peace with the bad times.

 

Share your stories.

 

But most importantly, stand tall and proud, for you have earned the right to be called a VETERAN.

 

I'M PROUD TO BE A VETERAN!

 

Please share with all your Veterans and friends.

 

"There is no Santa Claus?"

 

Tremendous message borrowed from a friend:

 

I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit Grandma on the day my brother dropped the bomb: "There is no Santa Claus," he jeered. "Even dummies know that!"

My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her "world-famous" cinnamon buns.  I knew they were world-famous, because Grandma said so. It had to be true.

Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told her everything. She was ready for me. "No Santa Claus?" she snorted, "Ridiculous! Don't believe it. That rumor has been going around for years, and it makes me mad, plain mad!! Now, put on your coat, and let's go."

"Go? Go where, Grandma?" I asked. I hadn't even finished my second world-famous cinnamon bun. "Where" turned out to be Kirby's General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything. As we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me ten dollars.  That was a bundle in those days. "Take this money," she said, "and buy something for someone who needs it. I'll wait for you in the car." Then she turned and walked out of Kirby's.

I was only eight years old.  I'd often gone shopping with my mother, but never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big and crowded, full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping.

For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it for.

I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors, the kids at school, the people who went to my church.

I was just about thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker.  He was a kid with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock's grade-two class. Bobby Decker didn't have a coat. I knew that because he never went out to recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough, but all we kids knew that Bobby Decker didn't have a cough; he didn't have a good coat. I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobby Decker a coat! I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked real warm, and he would like that.

"Is this a Christmas present for someone?" the lady behind the counter asked kindly, as I laid my ten dollars down. "Yes, ma'am," I replied shyly. "It's for Bobby."

The nice lady smiled at me, as I told her about how Bobby really needed a good winter coat. I didn't get any change, but she put the coat in a bag, smiled again, and wished me a Merry Christmas.

That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat (a little tag fell out of the coat, and Grandma tucked it in her Bible) in Christmas paper and ribbons and wrote, "To Bobby, From Santa Claus" on it.

Grandma said that Santa always insisted on secrecy. Then she drove me over to Bobby Decker's house, explaining as we went that I was now and forever officially, one of Santa's helpers.

Grandma parked down the street from Bobby's house, and she and I crept noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk. Then Grandma gave me a nudge. “All right, Santa Claus," she whispered, "get going."

I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down on his step, pounded his door and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandma.

Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobby.

Fifty years haven't dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering, beside my Grandma, in Bobby Decker's bushes. That night, I realized that those awful rumors about Santa Claus were just what Grandma said they were -- ridiculous. Santa was alive and well, and we were on his team.

 

I still have the Bible, with the coat tag tucked inside: $19.95.

 

May you always have LOVE to share,

 

HEALTH to spare and FRIENDS that care...

 

And may you always believe in the magic of Santa Claus!

 

 

Thank you, Nancy Monroe, for sharing this wonderful story.