The Joy of Giving
We've all grown up knowing a good deed is a good thing. But we forget. It becomes a cliché. But once in a while....
Last week, a friend of mine mentioned, at our daily koffeeklatsch, that his birthday was coming up. Honestly, I didn't think that much about it. But the day of his birthday, I happened to be at a Giant Eagle market and passing by the bakery, I suddenly thought, "Hey, why not?"
And I bought a little cake. And had them put his name on it.
I figured it would be a little treat for the whole gang. A nice way to start the day. And a nice surprise for my buddy. What I hadn't realized was that my buddy, a former Jehovah's Witness, had never had a birthday cake in his life. JWs don't celebrate birthdays.
Omigawd, how his face lit up! Sixty years old and at last! At last! A birthday cake! He was so happy.
Here's the irony: I couldn't eat any. It's Passover. I'm not allowed to eat leavened bread. But I enjoyed it more than anyone else there.
Tell us a good deed you've done or witnessed. Share the joy!
AlextheKay learned the joy of giving
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