The Standard of Kindness

I love fruit, pretty much most fruit as a matter of fact. But by far I think that berries are my most favorite, so far I don’t think that there’s any kind of berry that I don’t love. In the summer I like to purchase all sorts of fruit and make a giant fruit salad so that I can enjoy a bowl full of sweet, cool, refreshing, fresh fruit.There’s another fruit that I like, the Fruit of the Spirit – love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. However, I have significantly more trouble with these “fruits.” While each one of these fruits are indeed sweet, I don’t partake of them often enough to make my life or the lives of others sweeter.

Out of all of the “fruit” in the Fruit of the Spirit I think that I show evidence of faithfulness and kindness most often. But, there’s a caveat with the “fruit” known as kindness. For some reason, it’s much easier for me to be kind to those people whom I have infrequent contact, or perhaps do not even know. I can more easily smile with them, offer them kind words, or give encouragement. But, for those people that I love the most, with whom I interface most frequently, I can behave very unkind.

With them, especially my spouse, I can easy “jump the gun” and read all sorts of ulterior motives or infer untrue things so very quickly that sometimes with only few words from their mouth, I’ve already reacted very harshly. Oh, if my spouse were to act that way to me, my feelings would be hurt for sure. If I feel hurt when unkind behavior is exhibited towards me, then why, oh why, do I think it’s acceptable for me to behave that way?

I need to exhibit the kind of behavior towards my loved ones that I most long to have myself. I must try to keep ever on my mind that the way that I want to react. I want each one of my loved ones to know just how much I truly love, and cherish them. Starting with my dear husband.

So, if you’ll excuse me, I am going to give my husband a great big hug, a kiss, and tell him exactly how much I love cherish him!

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