Be a part of the solution
A friend of mine took to social media over the weekend with some very wise words that are worthy of repeating.
Kelle Smallwood said, “Trying to figure out why everyone seems to have the ability to make something negative, or only see the negative side of certain posts on FB. Try turning it around and see it from a positive perspective.”
I could not agree more.
We live in a cynical world where everyone’s mistakes and foibles seem to get broadcast to the whole world on social media, and a negative comment will get commented on over and over. People will sit and follow these threads with popcorn in their hands, as if some dramatic scene is being played to the delight of dirt hungry spectators.
Just as she said, why don’t we learn to be positive, and share the positive, instead of acting like a school of shark in a feeding frenzy?
I know that many of you feel the same way, because you have told me. It is high time for all of the negativity to stop and for our communities to come together, and work together, for the betterment of everyone.
In a recent city election, cleaning up the streets of New Boston became an issue. It again became an issue last week, as a social media post showed a local property in need of some TLC. Other posts have been posted since.
The positive outlook has spurred an effort for positive change.
In the near future, there will be an organized effort to go around New Boston and clean up. Volunteers will gather and they will go around town helping neighbors and strangers. It might be some high grass that needs to be cut, some trash that needs to be carted off, or a coat of paint.
Whatever the need, it will get done.
To me, that is how it is supposed to work. Neighbors helping neighbors, friends helping friends, and so one. It isn’t a new concept. It has been done before. And there is absolutely no way to make anything negative of it.
It reminds me a lot of the old tradition held in days gone by where people just helped people, because help was needed. Like an old fashioned barn raising, or the aftermath of a family tragedy.
When somebody’s house burns down, or there is a death in the community, we rally to support those in need. This is not much different.
And yes, there are biblical principles involved here. If you know your Bible you know the verses about the idea.
The book of James says, “What good is it, my brothers, if someone claims to have faith, but has no deeds? Can such faith save him? Suppose a brother or sister is without clothes and daily food. If one of you tells him, “Go in peace; stay warm and well fed,” but does not provide for his physical needs, what good is that?”
Luke 3:11 reads, “And he answered them, “Whoever has two tunics is to share with him who has none, and whoever has food is to do likewise.”
I don’t know about you, but that could just as easily read, when you mow your yard, mow your neighbor’s if they need help, or if you see a person with a lot of trash in their yard and you know they can’t pick it up, go pick it up for them.
I am more than a little tired of seeing people that proport themselves to be Christians, not acting like one. My Bible also says a lot about forgiveness. It tells us over and over what we are to do if we have ought with someone. Let’s give that a try as well.
We have a lot of good things going on here in the western end of Bowie County, in the State of Texas, and even in the good ol’s USA. We have a lot to be thankful for these days, despite what folks may say. The sky is not falling, all is not lost, and the possibility for change is there.
We just have to be willing to grab it and move forward.
I attended a Memorial Day service on Monday. I cannot adequately describe what a privilege it was to stand amongst those who gave huge chunks of their lives to protect our freedoms. It was a somber event, as we paid tribute to those who gave the ultimate sacrifice, and to those MIA’s and POW’s who never came home.
As Judge John Tidwell told of how he lost a great friend, I looked around at those gathered and wondered how many friends had they lost. I wondered what they saw, what they endured, the painful memories they must have still today.
Yet they choose to be positive, continue serving, and continue to honor the red, white and blue.
There is a lesson there for all of us.