Is it possible for a job to
bring out the softness in me? My first instinct is to respond with “no!”
Maybe it is the definition
of softness that is throwing me for a loop:
the quality of being sympathetic, lenient, or compassionate.
"he recommended
conciliation and softness towards national minorities."
"the
softness of the words were not lost on him."
(from Oxford Dictionary:
Definition 3)
My last job required, and
perhaps the volunteer work I am currently doing, me to practice softness and
yet it feels like I must practice softness to survive.
My marriage environment
brings out the softness in me.
My grandchildren bring out
the softness in me. More like silliness at times. Yet silliness is a form of
softness for them. Laughter has always allowed room for me to be softer.
My friendships encourage
the softness in me.
I think for other people their
relationship with their church brings out their softness.
I suspect that each of us
finds the environment that brings out our softness, though I have known people
where the concept of softness does not exist. They cannot, under any
circumstances, find a way to open their minds and hearts to the idea of
compassion for others.
Over the years, other
people have taught me how to have a mind open enough to have sympathy and
compassion for people who are different than me. In my case it has been hard
work to get to the point where I can love people where they are at instead of where
I think they should be.
I still have a lot of work to do.
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