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What restores your faith in humanity?
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ba_miracle says,
People who strive to give more understanding to others.People who feel their life is to be of service.
People willing to stand up for a cause connected to animal/human rights...even (and especially) if it may cause them personal hardship.
Small polite everyday kindnesses.
Those who give with a true giving spirit wanting nothing in return.
People who take full responsibility for their own lives and the world we are all creating everyday.
The same people who taketh are the very ones who givith faith.
Humanity is often disappointing and awe inspiring....it depends on where I’m looking that day (even in my own mirror).
Dean6805 says,
Seeing people get back up again after falling (or being knocked down).Hearing someone sing from the heart.
Watching my children perform acts of kindness.
Holding Jen's hand.
mzejay says,
A million kindnesses given and appreciated as the world moves on.l8leigh says,
Random acts of kindness and politeness.accidentaltourist says,
When a small child reaches out for my hand with utter faith that I won't let him fall, it restores my faith in the world.accidentaltourist says,
I said it better after an experience I had a few years ago, when I worked with a photographer. Because that's also what you do, I hope you'll appreciate what I wrote then.Oct. 2009
There is something so….I don’t know, soul-cheering? Life-affirming?.....about spending school picture day with small children. Their neatly-pressed new clothes, their fresh-scrubbed faces, their wispy hair newly trimmed, curled, and captured with ribbons and clips or combed into neat parts, and even mohawks. Their bright little faces that have been practicing smiles, despite missing teeth, for the whole week before the big day.
And the best part? The thing that warmed my heart the most? As I stood by, careful in today’s climate of “stranger danger” not to cross any boundaries, the mommy and grandma in me had arms extended, ready should they need help climbing onto the stool for their big photo moment, and as I instinctively reached out, almost every one of them placed a tiny hand in mine. They grasped the offered hand, from a person they did not even know, without hesitation, but the look on every sweet, small face was the same…..complete, innocent trust. To them, grown-ups are there to take care of them, a hand held out was for helping, and they knew they could take that hand….my hand…..without fear. At that moment, I knew that each of these little souls still lives in a safe world, surrounded by caring and love, and that, my friends, gives me hope for us all.