A friendly hello, with a smile. That’s all it takes to brighten my day. It’s a simple gesture with a powerful effect. How many times do we walk by others during the day and fail to say hello? We know the person walking by us, or maybe we don’t, but we put our head down or act like we’re busy doing something else.
We’re all guilty of it, but why?
When someone greets me by name, it’s the best! When I walk into church and someone holds the door and says “Good Morning,” my day just got better. I love those little moments of genuine goodness.
What stops us from saying hello? Maybe we’re afraid they won’t say hello back. Maybe we think we’re not good enough or they don’t want to be bothered. Maybe we’re just having a bad day and don’t feel like talking. These aren’t good excuses.
The people we encounter don’t know WHY we’re not saying hello. We’re just coming across as snobbish. And who likes a snob?
So, here’s the challenge…say hello to everyone you meet today. And if someone says hello to you, don’t respond as if it pains you. Smile and call them by name if you can. Don’t be selective with your friendliness…share it with EVERYONE!
Spread a little love….a little hello. It says you care. It feels good.
You up for it?
It’s Pioneer Days in Kalida and it will be a busy weekend. I’ll be working with the Bingo booth, Duck Races, flipping social burgers, calling square dances and most of all enjoying the food and atmosphere.
When I was young, church festivals and fairs were tough to attend because I did not have money for a lot of extras. That meant I had to be careful of how I spent my quarters, dimes and pennies(yes, I am old). I thought to myself of how neat it would be to run away with the circus, so to speak.
I’d be surrounded by cotton candy, taffy and parades all the time. I think I was secretly called to be a carnival person rather than a priest. As a young person I was looking for the sweet life, and that meant cotton candy. My mom always said that too much cotton candy would make my teeth fall out.
Either my mom was telling me stories, I didn’t eat enough to make my teeth fall out or there was a lesson my mom was trying to teach me. I’m banking on the latter. Life isn’t always a sweet carnival. There is real food that must be eaten sometime. Sweets are fine for short intervals but will I really grow without substance?
I believe this lesson goes not only for the body but for the whole person. To be a whole person there will be things on our plate that might not be the sweetest but may bethe best for us. Sacrifice and hard work are hard to swallow but may help us grow more than selfishness and laziness.
Mom always said our teeth would fall out if we had too many sweets. Mom made sure our teeth didn’t fall out due to proper eating habits at the table and in life. I am better for it and smile with my own teeth.
I believe we want a sweet life for our kids and for ourselves. Jesus came that we might have life and have it to the full. When I see the kids here I smile and want the best for them.
Today, I don’t think they have to run away to the circus to be filled with sweet things. The circus is here. As a nation and a community we have been blessed with many sweet things. The challenge for parents and our community is to help the kids keep their teeth and to smile because they have a full life.
And yes, I will have some cotton candy this weekend. I’ll also work the booths to keep our community strong.
In the spirit of Pioneer, what are you most looking forward to in this weekend’s festivities?