I grew up thinking that I was a pretty charitable person. I frequently saw the Relief Society’s “Charity Never Faileth” slogan and I felt warm and fuzzy inside because I knew deep in my heart that I was a kind and loving person.
Let me give you a few examples of how wonderful I was. In the rare instance that my suburbanite friends and I would pass a homeless person on the street, instead of recoiling in horror like most of my friends did, I would hand my fellow man a buck or two feeling pretty good about myself in the process. Or take the super nerdy kid in school. While a lot of the kids in school would mock, shun, or tease them I would often smile and say hi. Wasn’t I sweet?
Now as I get older and learn a little more about charity and life I realize I’m not as sweet and wonderful as I’d like to be. It seems that lately I’ve had an especially difficult time getting a grasp on charity in my life. Maybe it’s the heat but I feel I’ve been finding too many ways to become irritated with those around me.
How do you have charity for those around you everyday? How about the lady in the ward that wants to be in your business too much, or a friend who drones on and on about their horrible life? What about a sibling, parent, or child that seems to drain you of any good emotions that you may have? The list could go on and on but I might enjoy writing down every person that ever annoyed me just a little too much.
Sure, I can be charitable when it’s easy. It’s when it’s hard that it gets to me. So help a sister out. Apart from taking large doses of prozac how can one apply the principle of charity more effectively in their life?
[Associated radio.blog song: Morcheeba - Can't Stand It]