It's Good Friday. In the Christian faith, it's a time to look at love, and the cost of loving. It's about how God loves us, even when we are completely unlovely.
Lots of lupies I have contact with have experienced terrible treatment from people who don't understand their pain and fatigue; family members who have been judgemental, strangers who have been intolerant.
I have not really had that.
I have a family who are loving, and supportive, a real joy.
I have friends who are understanding of my limits, and who are caring.
I have recently moved from one loving supportive church community, to another which so far seems it will also be loving and supportive.
Even strangers are nice to me, usually.
Special delights have been: to receive in the mail vouchers for massages - a farewell gift from my last church congregation; my daughter's partner cooking dinner for me; a stranger in a shop reaching things down from the shelf for me.
These might seem little things. But really they are big things.
Little acts of kindness, little glimpses of love, can make the biggest difference.
This post part of Wego Health's Health Activist Writers Month Challenge.
Today's topic: We love random acts of kindness. Write about a
time that you benefitted from the kindness of a
stranger, or a time when you were the one
extending a helping hand. How did you feel?
Health Bloggers/Activists out there, if you want to join in the fun, find the details here.